Aunt M (an enthusiastic alumna) took Kiddo to a basketball game this week. Kiddo loved every second of it. She loved the yelling, the cheering, the popcorn, the licorice, the drink. She loved the little dress she got to wear, and staying out late.She's still my little girl though, because as we sat together that night, and she told us all about the fun she had, she asked me to come sit next to her. "Here, mom, you can sit next to me on the beanbag. There's room." (Except there wasn't. Grandma got kicked off in order to make room.)
