It's well documented that Curtis hates just about everything (until he tries it, and then he just pretends that he hates it).
For the past two years, I've tried get him to play basketball. No luck. Both years he refused me flat out.
But this year was different. Curtis told me he was going to play Junior Jazz.
And he was actually happy about it. And I'm happy that one of his buddies from school is on the team, as well two kids from the ward. (The rest of the kids are also from the subdivision, which means we'll get to know some new folks in the neighborhood.)
Check out this smile before his first practice.
He was even happier after practice—after the team played Elimination and he came out victorious.
But everyone knows that the best part of playing sports is getting the uniform. And this one is reversible. Sweet.
He had his first game on Saturday. After tip-off he promptly scored the first four points of the game. The season's off to a good start.
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