Last night was an evening that memories are made of.
It was a beautiful fall evening. Perfect for football. It was the last game of the season. The hometown rivals, North and Central , were playing each other. My son, Bino, plays on the sophomore team as a defensive tackle. We scored a touchdown on the first play and the score was 7-0. That also was the final score of the game. It was so awesome to see him out there on the field. He never has played football before this year. He has grown so much physically and emotionally from the experience. He had a few tears in his eyes when the game ended. I also had a few.
The varsity game was next. I looked down at the students section and saw my daughter Hooch in the front. She has taken the year off from cheerleading to focus on a heavy academic schedule to take her senior year easy. As Bino came out of the locker room, he walked passed the student section where Hooch gave him a hug for a great job. He walked up to my hubby and me in the stands. Then as he walked away, he turned to me and said, "I love you, mom" . That's what memories are made of.
Waddling and remembering............
Saturday : Run - 6 miles