Big blow up helmet thing.
So...there is a story with this pic. At some point, when we were talking about training camp, Kim made a joke about how Des was supposed to make sure I didn't run off with a cheerleader, or something like that. I don't totally remember. I just remember Kim saying something about keeping me away from cheerleaders. So...when I tried to get Desmond to take a picture with me and the SeaGals, he refused. "Kim said No!" Later, he was like, "Why did you want to have your picture taken with the SeaGals so badly?"
No reluctance to have his picture taken with Blitz.
Here, they are trying to make a "12." Duncan is the 2. I think.
Autograph time sucked. So much pushing and shoving. Desmond doesn't like crowds to begin with.
Then...it got worse when Russell Wilson came over. See that arrow? That Desmond. He didn't get any autographs. And, in the process, he got smashed into the other kids.
I didn't want him to leave without any autographs, so I made sure he got at least 1. You can see just how impressed he is by it. In case you can't tell, this is his, "Seriously, Dad?" face.
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