Jazz Game

March 20, 2012
Tonight was supposed to be Cole's first Utah Jazz game. Instead, it was Pearl's. You see, I won free Jazz tickets at the Safe Kids Fair and Jeff said he'd take Cole because Pearl got to go to Disney on Ice. Well, Pearl proposed several reasons as to why she should be the one to go instead. Like, "But Dad is my best friend. Cole is your best friend." And, "I was really, really good today, Mom. I listened to you." And, "You can't have two best friends. That would be silly." And most importantly, "I promise to be good. No screaming. No whining. And I'll listen."

She did have a point. She was good. The allure of a potential tub of popcorn and evening with Dad kept her in line for most of the day. So Fern came with me to a Relief Society meeting. After an hour, he was done... proceeded to get his coat and put it on himself then walked out of there! I got this text message from Jeff:

1 Jazz bear
1 popcorn
1 soda (me)
1 water
= $100 and 1 happy Pearl

Despite what the photo above might suggest, they both had a good time. The second Pearl came through the door she started singing, shouting, and dancing around just like the cheerleaders. Jeff said, "we struggled" when he showed me his pictures of the Jazz game. I snickered to myself... um, yeah, how many self-portraits of Pearl and I look like that too? All of them!