them dressed up and already well equipped with snacks.
Aiden waved back, as did Meegan.
Isla soon joined them with the foam finger and some popcorn, leaving Meegan unsure which she wanted first. She looked at her mother with frightened confusion when she offered her both the finger and the popcorn at once.
‘Too much choice?’ Isla laughed. ‘Why don’t you eat your popcorn first and then you can play with the finger?’
‘Finger!’ Meegan decided.
‘Fine,’ Isla handed it over. ‘She can be a stubborn little madam,’ she leant over and whispered to Aiden.
‘I wonder where she gets that from?’ he smiled.
The cheerleaders came out and commenced their routine, which meant that the game would soon start.
‘Meegan, what do you think of the cheerleaders?’ Isla asked her daughter. ‘Don’t they look pretty in their outfits? Isn’t their dancing fancy?’
Meegan was uninterested in the cheerleaders, preferring to focus on consuming as much of the popcorn as she could before the start of the game.
‘Nice try,’ Aiden joked. ‘I know you’d rather she wanted to be a cheerleader than a football player.’
‘Wouldn’t you?’
‘No,’ Aiden replied immediately. ‘I know what guys do to cheerleaders. At least as a football player she’d be safe from all that!’
‘You’re a creep, you know that?’ Isla told him but she was smiling as she said it.
The announcer told the excited crowd that the game would begin imminently and a Mexican wave began to move back and forth amongst the stands.
Meegan waved her foam finger proudly, knocking what remained of the popcorn on to the floor.
‘Be careful!’ Isla cried.
‘She’s just having fun.’ Aiden wanted Isla to relax, to enter in to the spirit of the game as he and Meegan did.
The game started and though not particularly dramatic, it was still enjoyable to watch. Isla, however, was far less enthused than her husband and daughter. Each time a player was knocked down or tackled harshly she would flinch. For her, the cheerleading routine was always the best part of the game.
Half time came around and without the game to distract her, Meegan suddenly realized she had no popcorn left.
‘Corn!’ she pleaded but Isla shook her head firmly.
‘No more, you should have been more careful with the popcorn I got you.’ This stern approach made Meegan begin wailing uncontrollably.
‘Come on, Meegs, the players don’t want to look up and see you crying, they want to see you supporting them,’ Aiden tried to console her but it did no good. Her cries intensified and she’d only stop to briefly snivel, ‘Corn.’
‘I’m not getting her any more,’ Isla said flatly, folding her arms across her chest.
‘I don’t think she will shut up if we don’t,’ Aiden had to shout to be heard over his daughter’s tantrum.
‘You spoil her, you know that?’
‘I just want a quiet life.’ Aiden sighed.
‘Fine! Let’s go get her some damn popcorn!’
The family climbed down from their seat and headed towards the snack area. The air smelt of hot dogs and candy floss. It reminded Aiden of being at the fair.
‘Corn!’ Meegan choked out the word, her voice now hoarse from all the crying.
‘Only if you start being a good girl,’ Aiden told her sternly. Close enough to smell the popcorn, Meegan promptly stopped crying and did her best to be well behaved for fear of losing out on her beloved treat.
‘She’s going to be so fat when she’s older,’ Isla moaned.
‘Not if she’s playing football,’ Aiden laughed. ‘In fact, she’d need to carb-load then.’
‘You’re not funny.’
It was pretty crowded down by the snack vendors as most people had left their seats to replenish their food stores during half time. As Aiden balanced Meegan on his hip, he accidently knocked into someone behind him. He turned to apologize and was surprised to see Deena Fern.
She looked equally surprised to see him. Or did she seem more horrified? Aiden
Aiden waved back, as did Meegan.
Isla soon joined them with the foam finger and some popcorn, leaving Meegan unsure which she wanted first. She looked at her mother with frightened confusion when she offered her both the finger and the popcorn at once.
‘Too much choice?’ Isla laughed. ‘Why don’t you eat your popcorn first and then you can play with the finger?’
‘Finger!’ Meegan decided.
‘Fine,’ Isla handed it over. ‘She can be a stubborn little madam,’ she leant over and whispered to Aiden.
‘I wonder where she gets that from?’ he smiled.
The cheerleaders came out and commenced their routine, which meant that the game would soon start.
‘Meegan, what do you think of the cheerleaders?’ Isla asked her daughter. ‘Don’t they look pretty in their outfits? Isn’t their dancing fancy?’
Meegan was uninterested in the cheerleaders, preferring to focus on consuming as much of the popcorn as she could before the start of the game.
‘Nice try,’ Aiden joked. ‘I know you’d rather she wanted to be a cheerleader than a football player.’
‘Wouldn’t you?’
‘No,’ Aiden replied immediately. ‘I know what guys do to cheerleaders. At least as a football player she’d be safe from all that!’
‘You’re a creep, you know that?’ Isla told him but she was smiling as she said it.
The announcer told the excited crowd that the game would begin imminently and a Mexican wave began to move back and forth amongst the stands.
Meegan waved her foam finger proudly, knocking what remained of the popcorn on to the floor.
‘Be careful!’ Isla cried.
‘She’s just having fun.’ Aiden wanted Isla to relax, to enter in to the spirit of the game as he and Meegan did.
The game started and though not particularly dramatic, it was still enjoyable to watch. Isla, however, was far less enthused than her husband and daughter. Each time a player was knocked down or tackled harshly she would flinch. For her, the cheerleading routine was always the best part of the game.
Half time came around and without the game to distract her, Meegan suddenly realized she had no popcorn left.
‘Corn!’ she pleaded but Isla shook her head firmly.
‘No more, you should have been more careful with the popcorn I got you.’ This stern approach made Meegan begin wailing uncontrollably.
‘Come on, Meegs, the players don’t want to look up and see you crying, they want to see you supporting them,’ Aiden tried to console her but it did no good. Her cries intensified and she’d only stop to briefly snivel, ‘Corn.’
‘I’m not getting her any more,’ Isla said flatly, folding her arms across her chest.
‘I don’t think she will shut up if we don’t,’ Aiden had to shout to be heard over his daughter’s tantrum.
‘You spoil her, you know that?’
‘I just want a quiet life.’ Aiden sighed.
‘Fine! Let’s go get her some damn popcorn!’
The family climbed down from their seat and headed towards the snack area. The air smelt of hot dogs and candy floss. It reminded Aiden of being at the fair.
‘Corn!’ Meegan choked out the word, her voice now hoarse from all the crying.
‘Only if you start being a good girl,’ Aiden told her sternly. Close enough to smell the popcorn, Meegan promptly stopped crying and did her best to be well behaved for fear of losing out on her beloved treat.
‘She’s going to be so fat when she’s older,’ Isla moaned.
‘Not if she’s playing football,’ Aiden laughed. ‘In fact, she’d need to carb-load then.’
‘You’re not funny.’
It was pretty crowded down by the snack vendors as most people had left their seats to replenish their food stores during half time. As Aiden balanced Meegan on his hip, he accidently knocked into someone behind him. He turned to apologize and was surprised to see Deena Fern.
She looked equally surprised to see him. Or did she seem more horrified? Aiden
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