This morning, Big told me that he was going to play "backet-ball". I said "okay", and went about my business. A few minutes later, he came out like this:
All ready to go. Only slightly too big. Hopefully he won't misjudge and find his toe sticking over the 3-point line when it really counts.
**Side note-- On Monday night we went to pizza as a family. We were having a great time, enjoying one another's company-- as was evidenced when Bud leaned over to Rophone and said, "I love you, Dad....you're so nice and pretty!" Rophone? Pretty?! Erm...yeah. Well, to Bud he is, and that's awesome!