A Hog, of course, is an Arkansas Razorback. I love my hogs, even when we lose, but what a joy it is to hoot and holler when we win. Brian was working the flu shot event at Target yesterday so Ruth and I got to watch the first half of the Razorback game by ourselves without having to flip the channel to see other games, namely the Virginia Tech game that was being played at the same time. The VT game was a blow out so even when Brian got home we got to watch the Hogs until it was time to leave for our joint birthday party.
Ruth finally called the hogs yesterday. For those of you too unfortunate to live in Arkansas or attend the University of Arkansas, calling the hogs is a time honored tradition. You begin by placing your arms above your head and wiggling your fingers (like spirit fingers) and saying a very loud "woooooo," then you pull both arms down as you shout "pig" and then throw one arm up and yell "sooie". Ruth would do the spirit finger and say "woooo" and would say "sooie" but wouldn't do the rest. Let's hope the hogs keep winning and by the end of the season I am sure she will have it.
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I love Ruth's Razorback dress!! Eston is now calling the hogs too! Makes me so proud! When he sees a Razorback, he does it. He calls it a "mooback" for some reason though! Maybe it resembles a cow?!? He has a rubber ducky for his bathtub that is a red Razorback. So, we call the hogs quite often in the tub.
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