R.I.P. Phoenix Suns

The Sun has set in Phoenix. We sadly mourn that our basketball season is officially over. Thank you Mr. Steve Kerr for bringing your brilliance to our organization; resulting in missing the playoffs for the first time in 4 years. We applaud your efforts & are bursting with enthusiasm to see what tricks you have up your sleeve for next year. At least you left the Kids Gym intact. Anden would have been devastated if you "revamped" that area of the organization as well!

To honor our dying Suns, we drug ourselves, children, backpacks, baby bjorns and hidden snacks to the final game of the season. We were already eliminated from the playoffs but it was Fan Appreciation night and who can resist a free tshirt?! The night started off with the treasure hunt to find the perfect parking. Upon finding the golden spot, we began the scramble to get the kids out of the car with clean diapers, clothes and faces and 4 people's worth of junk shoved into 1 backpack. I also emptied my wallet of cash, visa, suns gift card and shoved it all into my back pocket. Then I began the struggle of putting the baby bjorn contraption with it's 500 uncooperative straps on while trying to force my unwilling child into it. (really, who would want to dangle in that thing?! It does come in handy though. However I can never get the vision of Mini Me out of my head) During the chaos, I managed to unknowingly release the contents of my back pocket onto the street. After we finally coaxed Anden off the pole that he had climbed while we were putting Taylee in the papoose, Jeremy leans over holding my Visa and asks "Hey do you need this? It was on the street by the car." No honey, I meant to leave it there. I was hoping somebody would rob our bank accounts. "YES of course I need that!" I shoved the card back into my pocket, grabbed Anden with Taylee swinging from my chest and we started the trek to the Arena. With the distraction of trying to save Anden from the oncoming traffic, pedestrians and homeless beggars, I forgot to check what other contents fell out of my pocket. Long story short, if you wonder why some vagrants downtown are sporting brand new spiffy Suns attire...well I made a charitable donation to their unfortunate plight in life. Perfect! Just what I needed; another last minute tax write off! What category does losing my mind and belongings get filed under?

With it being the last game, we finally splurged and allowed Anden the pleasure of getting his face painted. We definitely got our $1 worth when we regretfully forgot to wash his face before bed and therefore he got to wear the remnants of it the next day too!

This time Taylee decided she was big enough to participate in the activities! Move out of her way, she's shooting 3's already! Ok so little did we realize the poor kid didn't see most of the night's events. Luckily a nice judgemental stranger alerted me to the fact that my daughter's hat was covering her eyes (and even her nose!) most of the night. Oops! Ok I admit, I knew it was too big for her but it matched her pants perfectly and she needed to learn that you just have to make sacrifices in the name of fashion! :-)

We had a great time as usual. Anden entertained the crowds, Taylee wiggled so much my back is still recuperating and we didn't even manage to drop any binkys or toys in the beer cups in front of us (yes, story for another time). Good luck in the off season Phoenix Suns! May your faith be stronger than ours that you'll still be intact next year.