What a weekend

So this weekend started with a trip to Clovis to watch my cousin Vincent wrestle. It has been hard since my aunt, his mom, died almost 7 months ago. I didn't think going to watch them would be so emotional for me. But it has been a fight to not cry in frot of them every time. I can't let them see me. If it's hard for me imagine being 16 and 14 years old and having your mom murdered by your stepfather. But that's not what I wanted to talk about. It was a great weekend none the less. Vincent is the yosemite valley 103lb champion. Next weekend we will follow him to lemoore at the masters tournament and after that it's state! He is only a freshman so this is huge. But the absolute best part is watching my 3 year old Aiden play wrestle with him. Aiden is super into sports and is very coordinated and actually pretty good at the stuff we play with him at home. He gets all decked out in my little brothers (he's 21 already) first pair of wrestling shoes and Vincent's head gear and then goes in for a single leg take down. Its so odd to me to know my baby, my first born is old enough to start getting interested in sports and telling me he wants to play them. We are looking into getting him in hockey and I can't wait for him to wrestle. I love watching the little 4 year old boys wrestle, it's so damn adorable! But my baby? goodness it goes by so fast. Sent from my iPhone