My 12 year old Austin – also known as Constant Source of Blog Material – recently landed a spot on the Junior Varsity basketball team. His first game was on the same night of our Annual Church Conference, so I had to leave the game at the final buzzer to make it back to the church, and consequently couldn’t talk to him afterward. I asked Merriem to have him call me, which he did while I was in the meeting. I texted him back, and here’s the ensuing conversation…
Did you catch the last line? Translated: “Everyone is (proud of me).”
Lacking confidence, he ain’t.
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