Orange and blue through and through...

I grew up in a Bronco crazed family. I can remember countless Sundays getting together to watch the vibrant orange jerseys run around the field and knock each other and the other team around. My Aunt Debbie and Aunt Patty never go without the Bronco paraphernalia on Sundays or whatever day of the week they may play. It is so nice to be back home for football season, continuing the traditions I remember from my childhood.

The family's 3 cutest and youngest Bronco fans

Now my boys get to spend Sunday afternoon/evenings with my family...I see them becoming fans right before my eyes. I myself am a fan, but not a fanatic. I don't eat, breathe, and live orange and blue, but many members of my family LOVE them Broncs. Today while watching the game, which they won (Tim Tebow is da' man), I was reminded of one of the biggest Bronco fans I knew...my Grandma Laura. You see her very cute and very unique way of cheering for them was hollering and patting her mouth (ya' know the noise kids make when they are pretending to be an Indian). She did it with so much energy and pride in her team. Today we all did that when the Broncos were in overtime and they ended up winning. I like to think she still watches the games from Heaven:)