My mother taught me how to be a dreamer. It was only fitting since her mother taught her to be a dreamer too. Generations of mother's before me have taught their children that they could be anything...do anything...and so... I guess it is no surprise that my son has his own list of dreams. Far bigger than mine ever were...he already is making plans for his future. When I met Andrei Kirilenko of the Utah Jazz a few weeks ago Hayden's first question to me was..."DID you TELL him about ME????!" Ahem...
So he dreams.
That one day he will have to make the tough decision of playing for the Utah Jazz or the Boston Celtics. He has memorized the teams, knows the plays, understands the game. A few weeks ago my friend Brett gave us tickets to a pre-season game and Hayden did the happy dance the whole first half. So I tell him, dream on. Don't worry yet about how you will talk the NBA into not playing games on Sunday. Don't fret over what team you will play for. Just dream.
3 comments:
I love it. Hayden is soooo handsome. I was going to say how cute he looked in his football uniform at the party. He totally does not look like he is 9...more like 12.
That is a good motto, Aim---to Dream! Oh, that Hayden is growing up to be one good-looking kid. I think it's cool that he likes basketball so much. Those are sure some good shots of him, Aim.
I love the photos in this post... you are so talented :)
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