High of the week

I made it to Drake's third basketball game yesterday. It's the first game I've been able to attend. Heather always told me about one kid on his team that is really good that scores all the points. Well, we had a little miracle this game. First, that kid wasn't there. Second, Drake somehow got the ball within shooting distance. Third, he wasn't mauled by the other team and was able to get a shot off. Fourth, it went in. And lastly, I was there to witness the whole thing. After he made it, the fists pumping in the air and jumping up and down in excitement made it all worth it. He probably won't score again for the rest of the season. He is just beginning and can't dribble well and doesn't get the game very well yet. He plays his little heart out, though. Some of the boys are seven and a lot bigger and better. It was just awesome to be there for that shot. It was one in a million. What I would do to have recorded that. Oh well. I've got a permanent memory. Later, when Heather and I were talking about it, we agreed that it wasn't just the high of the day, but of the week as well. Love that little man.