Marcus, Cole, Carson, and Spencer watching the game. 
The boys before church on Sunday
This past weekend we decided to take the boys to their first basketball game. Marcus and Cole were a bit sensitive to the noise at first, but Marcus adjusted fairly quickly and pretty much sat and watched most of the game. Cole sat on my lap and cried the first 10 minutes or so, holding his hands up over his ears. I could imagine for him it was a bit scary too, just being in a fairly large place with lots of people...throw in loud buzzers and loud band. It might have been a little too much for him. By half time he seemed ok and was into snacks and wanted to sit by his brothers and Spencer (Marcus little friend and his Daddy were sitting with us too). Carson seemed to love the whole thing, wanted to go down with Daddy and Grandpa Kelly to get popcorn and skittles. He was funny and all smiles watching the big Bulldog very closely...I asked him if he wanted to go give him a hug and he got a pretty scared look on his face and said, "NO, Mommy".
Near the end of the game Carson was standing on his seat and lost his balance. Thankfully Levi reached out and caught him by his shirt. A few minutes later Cole did the same thing, however the outcome was not so great. He fell down to the next seat, then did an acrobatic maneuver down to the next row before slamming his little head into the seat. My heart just sank, as I just knew we'd see blood when we picked him up. It made such a loud noise that everyone within a 20 person radius silenced and looked to make sure he was ok. Amazingly enough there was no blood, and not even a bump on his head. We were so thankful.
So, the basketball experience didn't go exactly as we had planned...but on the way out Marcus said he had a good time. So we're thinking maybe next season we'll get a sitter for the little guys and just take Marcus to a few games.
On Sunday the boys seemed to be more relaxed at church and not so clingy to Mommy and Daddy. Marcus is extremely shy (no surprise to anyone who knew Levi or I when we were little) but on Sunday he did a great job talking to people and seemed to feel more comfortable. There are a few pic's of them here before church that day.
1 comment:
Dear Jenny,
I always love reading your blog. I can totally identify with the bleacher thing. We just got done with B-ball season for Abriana. Natalie, one day, wanted to sit up high on the bleachers. I was as crazy as a loon by the end of the game. I hardly got to watch. I decided never to sit but with my feet on the floor until Erica is about 5. There is a danger of being hit by the b-ball but not as bad as falling and on those sharp corners of the bleachers
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