Love and Basketball

I have a million things to be doing right now, but I decided to do a blog instead. I know my priorities. I don't really know why I'm doing a blog because I am so tired and not all mentally there, therefore, my whit and humor may not be at it's best, but that might not even make a difference. You know how it goes, sometimes I think I'm really funny, when in reality I'm not, yada yada yada. Okay, on to the post.

I really just wanted to talk about Carl. I love him. It's true. He works so hard to put food on our table and clothes on our back and for that I am so grateful. Another thing I love about him, and he will probably be in shock that I put this, is his love for basketball. He LOVES it. He loves to play it, to watch it...everything having to do with basketball. He plays on city leagues and church ball. It's one of his favorite things. I used to give him such a hard time about all the time he spent playing, because he should be spending it with me, dang it! But I have learned in my old age that he needs that escape to let loose and burn off steam. I'm glad he has something(other than me, of course) that he loves to invest time in. Plus, I have really learned to love March Madness and I'm not too shabby at picking my bracket. Just don't ever pick Wisconsin to win it all. They'll let you down every time.

Our friend, Andy, invited Carl to play with his team last week, so I took the liberty of documenting his love of the game.

Carl attacking!

This is a shot of two guys fighting. It almost got physical, but it didn't. Just a bunch of yelling in faces. Gotta love city leagues.


Amylyn, me and Hayden rooting the guys on.


Carl and Andy waiting to rebound.(Andy is the one in the dark shirt)


Crazy kid.


BFF


I threw those last couple in because they make me laugh. I love my little family.