Basketball season has started for 8 year old girls.
And it’s hysterical.
I thought we were doing this for Tom.
To appease him.
To help him come to terms that he is surrounded by pink, and barbies, and dresses, and glitter nail polish.
We will suffer for 8 weeks, and I will force Harper to suck it up and go to practice and games, and we will get through this, for Daddy.
I was wrong.
We are doing this, because she LOVES it!
God forbid she has to be taken out of the game so someone else can go in! This girl wants to PLAY!
And hydrate. She wants to hydrate and ignore the coach.
Keep up the good work.
Yeah, she’s NOT lovin it so much.
SHE is the one that I will have to beg and bribe and force to come to games every Saturday.
This picture of her was taken about 6 minutes in.
And Tom, on the other side of the shot?
HE looks like he’s watching the seconds clock tick down on a nail biter NBA finish!
Hey Tom! They don’t even keep score for 8 year olds!! Why so stressed???
Some examples of how Harper can multi-task while playing ball.
Here she is either trimming her nails with her teeth, or maybe assessing her lips for signs of dryness and peeling.
Obviously something is entertaining over on the sidelines.
It would be even funnier if she would look straight ahead and take notice of the girl in front of her who seems to be losing her pants.
This is how the coach taught them to run right?
With their arms pinned behind their back?
Luckily for her no one on her team is too excited to pass the ball, so she’s not likely to get hit in the chest or face in the next few seconds.
Those arms, that face, that leg position?
Sure looks to me like she’s skipping! (And singing!?!?!)
Does she know where the ball is?
Does she care?
Her best buddy on the team.
She got her hands on the ball and ran.
And ran and ran and ran….. and who needs to dribble? It would slow down the running!!!
The ref, who is VERY lenient, did finally blow her whistle and call an end the football-type running.
No hard feelings though.
So here we are, the crowning moment.
She’s open, she’s tall, and she’s ready for it!
No bounce passes here! Just air balls, and prayers the right girl catches it!
This time, it worked out!
A little pivot, and she’s lining up her shot!
Getting ready to shoot it!
Her friends are ready to help.
And if she doesn’t let the ball go soon, I think her friend will rip it out of her hands and shoot it for her!
(I lost myself for a second, and forgot to keep snapping pics! )
But the pride is palpable!
I think I had tears in my eyes.
Tom, so glad we could do this for you…..