Michael and the Titans

Michael made the middle school basketball team, the Royal Spring Titans.  Today was their first away game.  I had already committed to giving a mock lecture at the college, so I didn't get to go.  I knew Michael would be negatively affected by my absence, because I know I am always his inspiration for all things good and positive.  Well, go ahead, call me a  LIAR!  Steven texted me updates during the game, like "18-15, michael has 8", "we up 24-22, michael 12", and "we up, michael taken out of game", quickly followed by "we now down", then "m back in, we up".  Twenty-five texts later: "M hit 3 pointer in over time to get lead back" and the final text: "45-39, Michael 26".  (There are 15 people on our team, by the way.) 

THEN, when I was in Lexington with Elizabeth and Emily, shopping for dresses and jewelry for the Winter Formal next Friday evening, I receive additional texts.  Same scenario as Paragraph One above, long story short: This time Michael scored 20 and the team won the tournament championship.  Again Michael scored more than half the team's total points.

Oh, how I wish I were there.  Not just to BIRG, but to be there to celebrate the team's success. And to see my son, to give him a hug in person.  So proud of him.  Such a good little athlete.

BUT, I would not have missed being with Elizabeth at Fayette Mall.  And just wait until you see Elizabeth in her elegant dress next weekend.  Soo gorgeous.  Elizabeth, that is, not just her dress.