Go Utes! and cougars?

I'm disappointed, Harrison is a Ute fan, it's official.  At the ripe old age of 3, he's completely immersed in the wonderful world of sports and Chris insists he has nothing to do with his affinity for the U and tries to remain neutral.  Like a three year old can really decide all of this on his own.  Sigh, how does a BYU alum that not a big sports fan try to make up for the fact that Harrison has already been or watched on TV numerous sporting events for the U?  I make things up...

Here's the scene, Harrison and I are outside swinging and chatting a couple of weeks ago.  Our neighbors come outside in blue T-shirts.  Now, these T-shirts were not Cougar shirts, they just happened to be a nice "Cougar blue." It's so rare to see anything or anyone in a Cougar blue around here that I seize the opportunity.  

I say to Harrison, "Joni likes the Cougars..." 

Harrison looked over and pauses as he takes in the scene, finally he agrees, "Joni likes the Cougars."

I lead a little further, "Joni likes the cougars, does Harrison like the cougars too?

Looks at me, no hesitation, "No, Harrison likes Utah." 

I later relay the story to Chris as evidence that my child is being unfairly persuaded.  Chris, of course, not very sympathetic only remarks, "Does Joni know she likes the cougars?"  Okay, maybe I took unfair advantage of our good neighbor, but desperate times call for desperate measures.  

Harrison has asked for a chocolate football and soccer cake for his little family birthday party and oh ya, he wants a U on it.  Where does he come up with this stuff?  I ordered it today,  I filled all of his requests, but I did ask them to put a small Y on it somewhere.  I'm not giving in just yet, I have a little bit of Cougar Pride left in me.  Didn't have much while I actually attended the Y, but this feels personal.  Can you blame me?

Ah, cute...

We've had a pretty good day, hanging out around the house.  Grandpa came over to help me with a little project, he's my very own handy man and I don't know what I'd do without him.  Well, while he worked away I tried to keep the boys entertained or should I say it was the other way around.  Soon enough Harrison's favorite blankets came out and it was time to "tuck, tuck" everyone in for a pretend nap.  A favorite past time...

Harrison tucked in...

Carter tucked in, this is his FAVORITE blanket...I wish it was cuter.  Mental note, if you consistently just use "any old blanket" laying around, your little one may pick it as their best friend.  So much for an heirloom quality hand-me-down on this one.

And yes, the cat.  

Harrison decided that our cat, "Grey Kitty," needed to take a nap.  So, he tucked him in with his blankets and baby bear and bless that cat's heart, he put up with it.  I was amazed, I knew Grey was a pretty good cat, but now I'm convinced he was meant for our little family.  Thanks for being a good sport Grey, extra cat food for you (light cat food that is...).