IT'S GAME TIME!
This is Clint filling in for Stephanie. Therefore, you can expect typos, incomplete sentences and significant grammatical errors. Now that I have concluded my disclaimer - on with the blog.
Saturday night was boys night as I landed some tickets to catch an Austin Toros basketball game. Lane and I were joined by JJ and James, our neighbors across the street.
The boys were so excited for the game....or the chance to be without a little sister for a few hours.
"High Five, anyone....anyone"
"High Five, anyone....anyone"
So Lane is an affectionate little dude. JJ, who is six, was not as comfortable with the friendly display of affection. Luckily the Kiss Cam had already passed.
Nothing better than hangin with my boy.
We took a journey to the Club Level during half-time. The boys loved getting to see different areas of the building. More importantly, they were able to push the floor buttons in the elevator.
What's a game without cotton candy and sticky hands. Not sure which was worse, sticky hands and face or the extreme sugar high.
Ya, so our seats were on the second row..until..a friend invited us to join them front row baseline. The boys loved it, and the dads were pretty darn excited as well. During time outs, the boys stood up and danced near the court's edge.
The toro behind Lane, named da Bull, took a second for a photo op with Laners. They really put on a great show.
Boys livin it up on the court. I can't tell you how nervous I was with Lane holding a water bottle next to the court. We were one accident away from delaying the game. We survived, no spills.
These boys can dance.
Nothing better than hangin with my boy.
We took a journey to the Club Level during half-time. The boys loved getting to see different areas of the building. More importantly, they were able to push the floor buttons in the elevator.
What's a game without cotton candy and sticky hands. Not sure which was worse, sticky hands and face or the extreme sugar high.
Ya, so our seats were on the second row..until..a friend invited us to join them front row baseline. The boys loved it, and the dads were pretty darn excited as well. During time outs, the boys stood up and danced near the court's edge.
The toro behind Lane, named da Bull, took a second for a photo op with Laners. They really put on a great show.
Boys livin it up on the court. I can't tell you how nervous I was with Lane holding a water bottle next to the court. We were one accident away from delaying the game. We survived, no spills.
These boys can dance. Well, how did I do? Any typos? This blog is dedicated to Grammy Grace who is getting a new knee tomorrow. Maybe she will give me her old one, I'm overdo for an upgrade as well.
Grace, we'll be praying that you will not say anything embarrassing for you or your family while under the sleepy gas. Love you tons!
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