Not a post since Friday.
I have received numerous calls and even a threat that I had better post or else.
You, my vast readership of three.
You, are too funny.
I wish I had something funny to share.
I wish there was something witty about my weekend.
I got nothing.
Nothing witty that is.
I did in fact have a fabulous weekend.
Thanks for asking!
I told you on Friday that I was going to the State Tournament for Chase's All Star Team.
We left Friday after lunch . We headed to a place I can't say I have ever been before.
Yanceyville, NC. Heard of it? Me neither.
Chase's team played Friday night and Saturday morning.
We lost both games.
It was a double elimination tournament, so we were out.They played hard, but they had some stiff competition. Most of the teams had a huge height advantage.
Chase gave me his personal goals on "vertical growth" before next basketball season. They were lofty goals, but can one really set a goal to grow 6 inches in a year? If this is possible, I am setting my goal tomorrow!
The trip home was relatively uneventful except for the occasional..." I gotta go-right now" and "How much longer?"
We stopped at my parents home on the way back. It was a good stopping point and I really wanted to visit with them. We enjoyed a great afternoon of college hoops. (ACC Tournament) Chase brought his Rock-Band. He set it up and he and PAPA rocked the house- literally. Watching my dad and Chase on the guitar and drums was priceless. I offered to leave it set up for a week, but mom did not seem interested.
One of our local High schools was going to be playing in the State 3A Basketball Tournament in Chapel Hill Saturday night. Chase really wanted to go to the game. I thought maybe we had seen enough Basketball for one weekend. Chase disagreed. My parents graciously offered to keep Cole. There was no reason not to go. I am so glad we went. It was a great game. Well, the parts I saw. Mostly I just watched this little bleached blonde chic in front of me. She could not stay seated. Even after I asked her nicely. She. Could. Not. Do. It.
The game was a nail-biter! We saw so many people we knew. What great hometown support! The team must have felt it because they won! (60-58) My little city...big time State Basketball Champs... who knew?
Chase and I went out for dinner at Chili's afterward. It has been way too long since we have gone out. Just the two of us. I had the best time. I have grown to love my "Chaseman" so much. When he was small I knew I could never love him more. That was not true. I can't tell you how I feel about this boy without crying so I will just say that I am the luckiest Mommy in the world to be Chase's mom. He is one special boy. He will be 12 this week. I guess that means he is not a boy anymore.
Chase may not remember anything about this weekend, but I will. I will remember watching my son play a game he loves. I will remember the grace and dignity he showed even in defeat. I will remember his humor. I will remember the high-fives when we thought Carolina was going down. I will remember our sadness when our Dukies lost. I will remember how he looked "rocking out" with my dad. I will remember going together to the Dean Dome. I will remember how he held the umbrella as we walked in the rain. I will remember watching our local High School team take home the championship. I will remember our dinner. Our conversations. Our laughter. I will remember.