Coach Martin getting some words of advice from his daughter before the game.
Going to O.T. The fans that had started to leave...............started to come back in. 
Some very important free throws for Ron. This is one of those moments when Scott leans over to Grant and says, "This is when you show people what you are made of." 
This young man finally fouled out after scoring 20 plus points! I do love when the opposing team player does a little dance to throw the college kids chant off. He ran in place quickly for several seconds. However, was very glad to see him sit.
I had my first experience at Hollister about a month ago. Not because I wanted to, but because Grant was in need of a dress shirt, and that was where he wanted it from. It didn't take me long to figure out that, a)you need to be about a size 4 or below to shop here, b)I am not in the right age group to shop here, and c)I hope you don't want any help and that you don't need to hear or talk to the cashier. I left there asking myself what just happened here? I love to shop, I always have, but that store stresses me out. 
I should have known it wasn't going to be easy when I could hear the music blaring two stores away. Then, did they not pay their electric bill, or do they just not want you to see the price tags? So, I bombed on the dress shirts, which meant, oh crap.........I have to go back. Which I did on Friday, to exchange for a couple of T-shirts to give him for his Birthday. Would you believe I bombed out again. This time, I made the eleven year old go with me. First thing he says, "What don't you like about this store? I think it's great"
And to top it all off, I am now officially aging. He wanted some stuff to make him smell good. What???? Who needs to be smelling my little boy! 
We started Grant's birthday festivities at the Kansas State Baseball game on Friday afternoon.
Followed by a little backyard Basketball, bike riding and hide and seek in the pitch black.
And nothing easier than cupcakes!! 
Our Little G-Man turns 11 today. He came into this world, born 3 weeks early on a Friday the 13th. His due date was April Fools Day, but I guess he had other plans. Our little Southpaw was breach for most of the pregnancy, so we didn't know what we were having, as no body parts could be seen. I was scheduled to go in and have him turned that day, and while driving around, running errands, complaining to my mother about back pain, she urged me to get to the doctor. Reluctant, I went ahead and went in early. I guess mothers still do know best. I was in labor, contractions about 5 minutes apart, breach baby, and a husband over an hour away! It's amazing how clearly I remember all of this, after 11 years, but can't remember where I have left my car keys. He has truly been a blessing and an amazing kid to watch grow. While he challenges us everyday, he still makes his Mom and Dad proud. Happy Birthday Grant, We love you!
Or not. How about pencils. We had parent teacher conferences tonight and this is what Mitch seems to be doing to his pencils during class. Not sure how to stop a chewing habit. Grant used to chew holes in clothes, but I don't recall his pencils looking like this!
