Miles’ basketball camp is having a parents’ game today, I’ve been drafted to play and… I’m scared.
OK, maybe scared is a little too dramatic, more like nervous and a little apprehensive. Husband thinks that’s silly. I guess he’s sort of right. I did play basketball in high school and was the captain of my team, ahem, but that was 20 years ago. Let’s hope it’s like riding a bike and it all comes back.
I shoot hoops with Miles in the driveway sometimes and he thinks I’m “a great player!” I guess that’s really all that matters. If it makes little boy smile… I’m game.
Wish me luck!
Winks & Smiles,