On Monday my dad sent me a text that said:
"Do you or Scott want to go to the Jazz Game tonight?"
Um... YEAH!
Being the good wife that I am (ha), I called Scott to tell him of the offer... and he immediately responded and said that I should go and take Lucas. Thank you Scotty!
Wahoo!
So, off we went.
My dad carried Lucas all the way to the game (40lb bag of potatoes) on his shoulders and when we arrived the person scanning our tickets busted us for Lucas being too old to sit on our laps. Come on dude, it's not my fault my child is big enough to be a 5 year old!
Anyhow, it was a great game (if only they would have won)! Lucas loved being at the game... couldn't take his eyes off the court or off Bear.
All week he has been asking to shoot hoops with Scott.
This was at the end of the game... Lucas was so HOT and tired by this time!
Thanks Dad for the fun evening... and thanks to my mom for giving up her seat!
Go JAZZ!
