I played a game of H-O-R-S-E today with my sister—and my basketball-playing son—and I won! I even surprised myself! (It remains to be seen if I will be able to move tomorrow.)My son then talked me into a game of P-I-G (my sister bowed out), which he promptly won. Then it was "best two out of three" because "I can't have you braggin' to people about this!" Well, that last game was a nail biter. After several rounds, and both of us having earned P-I, Nick finally made a shot from nearly half court (his specialty). It was nothing but net! I knew there was no way I was making that shot, but I tried. It was nothing but air. Both of us have bragging rights now. I'm happy with that.This was the first time Nick and I have played basketball together. He didn't quite believe I could do it...just as he was shocked the first time we played catch with a football and I put my fingers on the laces to throw, and when I showed him how to catch a baseball without being afraid of it.Now, I'm no great athlete. Never was. But, I had two older brothers and swarms of cousins who didn't mind teaching me a few fundamentals. Who knew they were giving me a gift that I would someday use to play basketball with my own son?I had a ball today! (No pun intended.) I won't soon forget it. I hope Nick won't either.
These pictures were taken from a few hundred yards away, at twilight, so the quality is not so good. However, I love watching the deer in the field and just wanted to share them. Maybe I'll get better photos next time.
