“I really don’t want to go out there, but I don’t want to miss the moment.”
So out he went, after a 12-hour day of teaching and coaching training, inspiring, and encouraging a spirited group of teenagers.
Out to join a previously solitaire game of football (we have an extremely talented 3 year old… he can play the quarterback and receiver and linebacker all at the same time). A game played strategically? coincidentally? just outside the window where daddy was taking a break after his busy day.
Out he went.
For that, I am a grateful wife and mommy. My kids’ daddy knows what’s important.
I am also grateful that our 5 year old girly-girl, who often encourages her brother to dress in a tutu and practice ballet moves (I’ll spare you the picture), is tough enough to join right in.
And I’m so grateful that my camera batteries were charged and my memory card wasn’t too full of blog pictures *cough* to capture the fun.
They grow up too fast. Don’t miss the moment.
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