This morning, before I even had time to shake off the night, I heard the sound of the basketball hitting my wood floor. Someone was anxious about his double header tonight and was practicing his dribbling.
After school, I spotted him in the kitchen practicing keeping his foot planted as he pivoted on one foot with his ball in his hand.
Tonight, I watched him score his first basket - ever! The smile on his face was priceless. He got a taste of success, and I think he liked it. It was a nice way for this mom to end the day!
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