Luke's first game was on his birthday and my newly-turned five year old made his basketball debut doing this:
|cheering his head off ...|
|giving the fans what they want ... (it's hard to tell, but Luke is giving a thumbs up to his "fans" (grandmas and grandpas))|
|scoring his first basket!|
If you then would have turned the camera on me, you would have seen a blubbering mess. The tears were not because he made a basket. They were because my son was born five years ago with only one ventricle and we never knew if he would be able to run and play with friends.
I dried my tears and continued to cheer on my son; and my God who has been so faithful.