I'm the best mom in the world. Seriously, the coolest, most truly excellent mom that ever lived. (I mean, really, it's beyond a shadow of a doubt. And Bobby's way up there in step-dad land, too.) How do we know this? Monday is Creighton's 11th birthday. He had already made the argument that he didn't want to go to baseball practice on his birthday, because the Suns will be playing and it's the play-offs. (This is big important stuff to a young man from a sports-fanatic family.) He needs to be at home, in front of the TV, cheering. What he doesn't know yet is that he will not be able to see a tv from where he will be... at the US Airways Center, cheering for the Phoenix Suns as they win Game 5 against the Trailblazers! Best birthday gift ever! Labels: basketball, birthday, Creighton, Lezli Goodwin, Phoenix, Suns
