Tonight was Henry's first basketball game of the season.
He had a great time. I had a lot of issues.
I just wish I had understood basketball back in high school the way I understand it now. I wish so much of parenting wasn't working out "your own stuff."
(Notice the height differences)
I couldn't figure out why these 7-8 year old boys couldn't understand a basic 2:1:2 defense or the simple concept of TRAVELING or maybe just sometimes SHOOT THE BALL?
Am I going to be THAT MOM in the stands???
Yes, I think so.I can't help it.
It's called LOVE in all its goofy, loud buzzers, irritated siblings, cameras, horrible basketball skills ways.
It's LOVE, y'all.
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