He came home after the first day of nutcracker drills and declared that football wasn't that fun, after all. He probably would've quit then and there if he could have.

I'm proud of the kid, though. He's probably the second-smallest boy on the team but he's showing up on time every morning and gutting it out. He'll always be able to say he did it, which is a good step further than his dad.

Oh, and sunrise was 10 minutes ago and the heat index is already 87, so that's nice.