Basketball

My school has a partnership with the local woman’s basketball team. As part of star reader night they were offering discount tickets. At the last minute I decided to being Caitlin along with me.

I was a little nervous. On the way there it became clear that she interpreted “Going to a basketball game with Mommy” to mean “Playing basketball.” I told her I didn’t think we could play but she made me promise we’d ask when we got there. I let one of my co-workers be the bad guy to say we couldn’t play.

Thankfully the owl served as a distraction.



She found it too noisy at first, but she got used to it. Of course the popcorn helped.






It was a fun night for the two of us!



She was exhausted when we got home. She went to bed in her own bed. I was up late washing our sheets and got upstairs just after midnight to put the fresh sheets on the bed and found this.



Such a sweet girl!