Basketball, Basketball!

Nathan is passionately in love.  Aunt Becky, Uncle David, Kevin and Amanda got the boys a basketball hoop for their birthday.  Nathan has been counting basketball hoops in their neighborhood and couldn't believe he got one of his own.  He kept saying, "basketball, basketball."  He wanted to learn the lingo immediately; basketball hoop, basketball net, ...   Andrew likes it too, but Nathan rarely gives him an opportunity to touch the ball.  He's not trying to be mean.  He's just so absorbed he can't focus on anything else.  He played until his face was flushed red and he was panting.  I suspect he will sleep well.

He was a most gracious recipient and oozed his Thank you's profusely.  He was actually out of breath, thanking us for it over and over.  I cannot think of a moment in my life I was so happy about anything.  But then, I never got a basketball pole.  He will make a great contestant on the game shows.  You watch some of them go over the top and think, "How embarassing."  But we watched Nathan and were all caught up with his enthusiasm.  Except, perhaps Andrew, who may have been thinking, "how embarassing." 

Did you see me?

Watch me swish it.

Slam, dunk!

The Shaq is back!

Notice Daddy coaching at the end of the video.  They just can't wait.

I think of myself as so blessed and so lucky, but I have never done the End Zone Shuffle, much less a daily dance for joy.  I think after being around Nathan and Andrew for two years, I'm ready for the Dance of Life.