And the basketball game....well, all was going great as long as they still had their warm-ups on. It had its moments of excitement, but it wasn't because of my favorite player.
His analysis: "That was the worst game of my career.....I HOPE!"
Little brother still loved watching the big fellas.
The circumstances were all different today.
Today was a lovely day. The game was forgotten (sort of) and the nice lady at the DMV made room in her schedule for us to come back for an important test.