Red Wolf Nation

If you have a pulse in the state of Arkansas this football season you know that stAte is the stuff! We have never been real big fans of Randall’s alma mater because around these parts you either love or hate the Hogs and we love the Hogs.  In fact, we had only been to 2 stAte games in the 4 years we lived here until this past weekend. Things are changing around here and since our beloved Hogs are in agony and too painful to watch, we decided to support the home team.

Henry loved the impromptu tailgate with our friends. He and Quinn ran around in the grass barefoot like true Arkansas delta boys. They were a rowdy mess.

These delta red wolf boys make my heart happy. James and Randall keep me on my toes and usually laughing. They don’t let much pass when it comes to my shenanigans…or Emily’s either.

Randall discovered while getting dressed for the game (and noticing that Henry and I matched…but of course) that he owns no ASU attire except a ball cap. How is it that I never attended a UCA Bears game in my entire college tenure there and own 2 tshirts, bought new in recent years and my homeboy lives in Red Wolf Nation and owns only a cap, and graduated from this great place. Go figure! He looked preppy in his striped get up though. We will be buying my honey a shirt soon. We spotted one on a guy at the game that has his name written all over it!

This was Henry’s first football game. He has attended 2 baseball games, a minor league and major league game this past summer. He kept calling it “baseball”… and calling the Hogs. He was one confused little fan. Bless it.

Emily loves her some stAte. She bought the boys foam fingers and is now mom of the season.

Henry FINALLY got his mascot straight and started howling like a wolf by halftime. He decided to hang with James after he kept hitting the lady in front of him with his foam finger. She was not amused by him at all, even though she had grass and a bug in her hair to begin with. You can only imagine the fun we had with that! Anyway he had fun with James. He was singing Jesus Loves The Little Children really loud and waving his foam finger proud for all to see. It was a fun time and I think you will see us at more stAte games. It is ok to howl and snort…just not at the same time.

Go Red Wolves and Go Hogs!


Published by Abby Lee

Celebrating and decorating with purpose is my favorite thing to do. When I am not filling a tree with ornaments or throwing a birthday party for my golden doodle, I am being mom to a super cool tween son, the wife to a fine blue eyed man and selling real estate. I call northeast Arkansas home and when I am not loving on my people or celebrating in our space, I am using words to express myself here or on my podcast. Be sure to follow me! I am the co-author of a blog called Life with My Sister and have a podcast called Abby As-Is. You can also follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest and YouTube.

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