It’s football, not hockey, in our house

Laying on the couch, weak with illness, Reid noticed the hockey game on tv. She said, “football” and I told her that it was “hockey”. She replied, “No hockey, football”. I pointed out the sticks and the puck and that meant we were watching hockey. As she disputed the point, Ken said he thought Reid wanted to watch football. When he changed to a US college football game, Reid said, “football” again, this time in a satisfied voice, and settled back down on the couch. I hope that her Canadian citizenship won’t be at risk over this preference.

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