Yesterday, was a warm, sunny fall day in our neck of the woods, so in the late afternoon my daughter and I decided to venture off to the park with a basketball and a flying disc.

Izzy said she wanted to go on the swings and play in the playground before throwing the flying disc. So I pushed her on the swings for awhile and then ventured off to the adjacent basketball court as she played in the playground. I casually shot a few hoops as she played.

Once she was done in the playground we threw the flying disc around for awhile. She has gotten quite good at throwing for distance. Her aim is still not great though, as I had to fetch the disc out of the trees a couple of times.

When she grew tired of throwing the disc she wanted to try to play basketball. We had played a couple times before but she can only really pass the ball at this point because the hoop is too high for her to reach even if we use the junior ball and she hasn't grasped dribbling yet. We had fun, playing as a team against invisible opponents and she would try to dribble and pass me the ball for a shot. After awhile she was getting tired and said she wanted to go home. We had been at the park for over and hour and a half by this point. I said ok "but before we go daddy is going to take a 3pt shot- do you think I will make it?"

She looked at me and said "Yes, but you don't need to get confidence from others you should believe in yourself". I smiled.

Despite the wonderful life lesson, I missed the shot (then proceeded to keep shooting until I made one- I won't say how many shots that was but my FG % would have had me riding the bench).

Thanks for reading.

Sats for all, GR