Owen just finished his first season of basketball. The first practice was so hard for him and sooo hard for me to watch. The other boys had all obviously played before and just had that natural athletic talent so poor Owen felt so out of place. The first drill was to dribble down the court and back and he was so embarrassed, he just kept losing control and getting so frustrated. He spent the whole hour on the verge of tears, rolling his tongue around the inside of his cheek. I just wanted to run out there and rescue him, and I cried on the way home. He is still my baby boy- it just hurt me to see him so uncomfortable, but I just had to let him go through with it. By the third practice he was fine, I don't think he ever said a word to his coaches or any other player but he learned to play and wasn't clinging to my leg. He scored his first basket at his very last game- T and I both looked at each other and almost cried. It was so fun to watch him, can't wait for soccer, where I am sure we will go through the whole process again. Love that kid.

always distracted by the buzzer