You Know You're a Cougar when...

You know you're a BYU Cougar when...



You take a huge double stroller overflowing with blankets, diaper bags, baby bjorns, coats, snacks, and two kids under the age of two (Oh how I wish I had a picture of that stroller) to your mission reunion, all of your family decked out in Cougargear (Tim would have it no other way), and then afterward haul it all up the hill, running, to Cougar Stadium to snuggle and love as you show your son the Cougars play football for the first time.



The Friday Night Lights were awesome as we entered. It was SO SO fun.



Yes we changed a diaper on the steps right next to the police officer paroling our section.

Yes Trent was mesmerized with the sometimes strange band members that sit in the section right next to us.

And how do we know we've really arrived?

Every time Trent sees the letter "Y" he starts rolling his arms and shouting, "GOOOOOOO (as he rolls and then throws his fist in the airs) Cougars!!"



Yes. We know we're Cougars for sure now.