I play before work a couple times a week and don't always do a good job putting my shoes away when I get home (I really do try to make it all the way to the closet but sometimes it is difficult to make it the last ten feet of long journey). Needless to say this was one of those days when I only made it to the bathroom floor with the shoes and Brayden thought it would be fun to see how well he filled daddy's size thirteens with his feet.I must admit that he is somewhat obsessed with basketball and we play quite often on his little hoop in the house (he also occasionally dunks on the hoop outside with Daddy's ball). When either of us misses he always proclaims "Ahh Misss!" This is amusing when just him and I are playing but often we stop for a couple of minutes to watch pickup games after swimming class at the YMCA and he makes this same statement anytime someone misses a shot. To the rounding middle-aged 6 foot bricklayer that once played basketball in high school, I apologize on behalf of my son.
I mentioned to Crystal, one day soon enough he probably won't have any trouble filling those shoes...
