It was a beautiful spring day, as i stood at my kitchen sink washing dishes, my 4yr. old son came in and ask "mom will you buy me a hole?" As i kept on washing dishes I asked "What?", " Will you buy me a hole/", I could see this was going to take all my attention,so as I dried my hands I ask "What kind of hole do you want?" " You know the kind you through a ball through!" " Oh, you want a Basket Ball Hoop." Yea, that's it." As I pulled him to me to give him a big hug, I promised to buy him a"hole."
Just one of the wonderful memories he gave me.