Shelby came too, but she just wanted to run. In the parking lot. At Chick-fil-A. So Daddy wrangled her.
When we left, we hurried over to Centurytel Center to meet Miss Jodie and her family in time for the 7:05 puck drop for the Mudbugs' playoff game. Landon, you have been to a hockey game before, but it was your first, Shel. You were pretty entranced for about the first period was over. Once we all ate our Dippin'Dots, you were ready for action! And the fact that Landon and Chloe were sitting further down front didn't help. We ended up, you and I, walking/skipping/running/ through the concession area of the arena. You were too funny; everytime I would try and take your hand because you were about to get run over by a mass of people, you would just freeze and refuse to walk until I let go of you. You clearly did not need MY help. Back in our seats, we saw the Dodge Ram and Claude, and of course the Zambonis clearing the ice, and even a fight! Landon, you and Chloe had a good time palling around as usual, but even you grew restless near the start of the third period. Needless to say, we didn't make it through the whole game. And as it turns out, the Mudbugs lost in sudden-death overtime. 

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