I know, I know you woke up today worked all day with nothing to read. A thousand apologies. I couldn’t get to a computer until now. So here’s what you missed.
Madison called me from school and asked if she and a couple of friends could stay after school to watch a basketball game. I said “sure” and “I’ll meet you there.” I thought it might be fun to watch a middle school basketball game. Though fun was not exactly the right word. Painful is a closer descriptive.
The home team, by the end of the 3rd period managed to make it to seven points. The visitors were well on their way to 20 points. Greg, you will appreciate this. In the first two minutes I wondered why the refs where just running up and down the court pulling up their pants. They were not calling anything. Then I realized, if they started calling anything the game would go on all night. I’ve seen less contact at hockey games.
The time was not wasted. After watching the cheerleaders do that vodoo that they do all three girls decided they were not going to be cheerleaders. Words like that just make me beam with pride. Another parenting success story.
