Part of the reason I love getting season tickets for my husband is because he always makes it a priority to take the kids to their own game. They get to drive up with Dad then they spend the day at the Children's Museum in SLC and then they go to the game with Dad. It's really good for them and for Chris. I hate this picture because he looks so big in it. Doesn't he look like he could be a teenager sitting there, with too many worries and not enough time? I started crying the first time I saw it. He used to be my little boy.
No comments:
Post a Comment