I watched the Pistons game with Sean last night. A couple of things I have realized from watching that game last night:
1. I am NOT a basketball fan! I think it’s too fast! Because it moves back-and-forth so fast I can’t even see the basketball when it is shot (especially when the net doesn’t move)!
3. I couldn’t get over the fact that the Pistons were wearing navy blue! The last time I watched a Pistons game, the Pistons were wearing royal blue!
Like this:
It just proves that I have not watched Pistons basketball, (or any basketball for that matter) in a long time!
Sean was into it and he let me know that I really stink as a basketball watcher! It’s NOT like football! The thing that I constantly heard, that squeezed my heart, was when the announcer called Anthony Tolliver‘s name.
Every time I heard it I was reminded of Sean when he was about two years old. When he was two, we still lived with my parents while I finished my bachelor’s degree. I worked part-time at a credit union and went to school full-time. I went, “to college” while my parents watched Sean.
One day, Sean and I were sitting on the floor in the living room. His Little People, some of his books, and his plastic bugs were sprawled out on the floor. The Wiggles were probably playing on the TV. He grabbed his little book bag and as we sat on the floor he started packing it with various Little People, plastic bugs, and books.
As he was finished packing and zipped his little book back up I asked him where he was going. He looked at me and said, “Ta tollege.” He stood up and I followed him through the kitchen and to my parents’ side door.
There are three steps down to a landing and the side door and there’s a door between the kitchen and the stairs going down that is divided horizontally. Sean opened the bottom half and closed it behind him. As he did this I told him to have a good class. As I looked down at him or the bottom half of the door.
He must’ve stood on the landing for no more than 30 seconds before he opened the door again and told me that he was back. I asked him how class was and he told me, “Good!” I love this memory! I can still hear him say in his cute little voice, “Ta tollege!” with his book bag packed for the “necessary” supplies for school. He had seen we leave for college with my book bag packed so many times and it was so cute for me to see him role-playing in this way!