Last night was ‘senior night’ for LoLo and 2 of her teammates. IT was the last home game of the season….the last for their high school career. I’ll miss seeing HER on that field. Next year…her field will be much bigger and further away.
Time flies when you are living. Next thing I know, she’ll be graduating and then we’ll have to start her campaign for
These two have played together since they were 9…and will continue together at college in the fall.
Anyhoo…the beginning of the game contained a little dedication to the seniors. The announcer read what the girls were going to do after graduation and WHO they thanked…there were tears…many many tears…. and you will all be shocked that NONE of them were from me. Seriously…what happened to me? I cry ALL the TIME.
My tear well must have dried up; like the skin on my feet.
I can’t tell you how much my heart fills up when I see this….and to know HOW much he ADORES his girls. That is NOT always a given with parents/dads….my girls are so lucky.
Ok, now I am crying.
Did anyone notice that the Coach has lost weight? Apparently I was the recipient of all his weight loss. Um…lets limit our sharing to the bank account, house chores, offspring and fun stuff….Thank you sweet husband.
There I go, throwing out my gang signs again. This is my sign for: Nachos please…Extra cheese!
And if I want to get all bragidocious…and I do. Lolo had an amazing night. NOT a ball got past her…the girl was on fire. Yes, I almost called the men on the red truck with the big hose.
We have a few more district games and then she will be hanging up her #99 jersey. She has been #99 since she was 9 years old and she’ll be 18 soon….
Well, on that note…I am going to find a nice corner, grab my box of puffs plus with lotion and cry my lil’ eyes out.
Who moved my box of wine??
Boo freekin’ hoo.