Anyway.... the Jazz had a special for buy one ticket and you get a free ticket to another select game they already selected. Robert decided it would be fun to go to a game with one of the girls, then take another girl to the other one. Then he decided that maybe taking 2 girls at a time would be better, then everyone could go but little Sam.
Tonight was the game. It was Emily and Amber's turn to go with Robert. Amber has never been to a Jazz game, or any basketball game for that matter. When Robert asked her if she wanted to go to a Jazz game she said, "Jazz, that's basketball right? Well I'll think about it." Then today she decided she was going to go. It is a good thing, because we were going to push her into it anyway.
I was fixing her hair, which she wanted curly again, and this was her conversation.
Me: Are you excited for the game?
Amber: Yeah, will it be loud?
Me: It could be loud at times. I think you are getting some pizza too.
Amber: Will I be watching Dad play basketball or will I get to play with him?
Me: Dad is not playing basketball, you are both watching the Jazz play.
Amber: Oh, so like we are watching TV then?
Me: No, it won't be on TV, you will watch it from your seat. You may be on TV.
Amber: Oh.
She was cracking me up. They still aren't home, but I am sure they will be soon, and I am sure she had a good time. Spending time with Dad is always fun for them.
This is how her air turned out... she was in love with it. I must say, it looked pretty cute. Emily said she looked like Shirley Temple. I say double bonus, because it should stay in good for church tomorrow too! Yay!
1 comment:
cute. I remember when Mark used to have season tickets to the BYU football games. I realized Jacob didn't really understand what was going on when I saw a picture he'd drawn in first grade about Mark being ON the field and I asked what the picture was all about and he said "DAd's playing in his BYU game" cute. Dad is always the hero of their stories, not the spectator.
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