Baptist B-Ball

Yesterday we took a mid-day break from work and zipped over to watch our oldest participate in his first team basketball game ever.

Both my sweets & I were b-ball players in our younger days so we thoroughly enjoyed watching our little man "play" in his first game

Now picture this...

5 little guys running around a b-ball court with their arms in the air

(you would have thought we were at a good ol baptist revival)

all of them yelling randomly the name of whom ever had the ball - no one moved to the ball - which made for multiple opposing team interceptions
but if the ball did manage to make it into one of their grasps - bliss - and then a random throw to the direction of the hoop - calling for their entire bodies force to get the ball that high and far.

the whistle was blown a lot - travelling - sometimes the joy of having the ball was to overwhelming.... some just started running - others looked like they were skating on ice - firmly grasping the ball while they tried to figure out what to do with it now that they had it...

so cute

during the game our little man was fouled and when his knee and elbow connected with the floor - a quick glance was thrown in our direction - but he was cool!

when he made a good play - another quick glance to us and a smile - he loved that we were there

i think we were beaming - he got a basket - in his first game

we are proud of you E - you rock

post game conversation....

"mom cause my shorts don't match my jersey could i get new shorts cause i think it would look better"

he gets that from his mama