Erik participated in his first Junior Jazz basketball game today. He made several baskets, and after each one would turn (with his hands in his pockets), look to where we were sitting, and give us a huge grin. . . . And then we would have to shout at him to get to the other end of the floor and guard his man.
He tells us he's going to play for the Jazz some day. I guess it runs in the family because I remember having the same goal. ONLY I was going to be the first girl to play for the Jazz. Dream Big!
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