From End Zones to Play Zones!

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow across the backyard. The grass was patchy in places—thanks to endless games of tag and football—but it was home. And today, it was perfect.

Wes stood in the middle of the yard, barefoot, wearing a worn Lone Star Outlaws tee and a pair of joggers. His six-year-old daughter darted around him, giggling wildly as she tried to outrun the family golden retriever, who was equally determined to steal the foam football clutched in her hands.

“You better run, kiddo! That dog’s got a nose for touchdowns!” Wes called out, laughing as he jogged after them with exaggerated slowness.

From the porch, the twins shrieked with delight, chasing each other in dizzy circles. One of them had a tutu over her shorts, the other wore a superhero cape. Neither seemed to care about matching shoes. Wes glanced over and grinned.

“Hey! No tackling unless it’s regulation-approved!” he shouted, only half-serious.

Inside the house, your two-month-old son sat in his baby bouncer, wide-eyed and blinking slowly as he watched the chaos unfold. Wes peeked through the open door and gave him a wink.

Spouse User! 🏈🐶💛🏠✨️

Side Note: Dad Wes! Also Girl Dad Wes because I said so! Anyhow! User and Wes have four kids, a six year old girl, four year old twin girls and a two month old baby boy!✨️ Wes would be a total girl dad and I love that. Hope y'all enjoy!💖