For the Love of the Game

Brendon & I met while playing volleyball. The first time I remember talking to Brendon was on opposite sides of the net in our college volleyball class. He asked where I was from, then if I knew Scotty B. "Of course!" I said and explained we were good high school buds. I remember writing Scott on his mission, telling him I met his trainer & writing something like, "but I don't remember his name." Scott came back over a year later & a bunch of people played volleyball together. And that's our story. Weekly volleyball nights led to intramural volleyball nights led to a date and the rest is history...

I still enjoying playing the game. Brendon absolutely loves playing the game. I think he's addicted to it. (Just last week he missed his weekly game & mentioned withdrawals.) Anyways, one Saturday we played some good volleyball with our friends (Scotty B & Julie). But now we have a baby, so things like hours of volleyball are a little more difficult to pull off. Brendon is resourceful. Did I mention he loves volleyball? He'll find a way to play. And he did. This is our new way to play volleyball:

Extreme?  Yes, I thought so too.  We did it anyways.  We brought & set up an entire 5-person tent, but it worked out really well.  We had fun. A lot of fun.

And after playing in the tent with his toys & taking a nap, Henry & I played on the grass & watched daddy play his favorite game.  I love these boys of mine!