Basketball.
Leif and I have been married over 20 years and we have NEVER had to work so hard to keep our temper's in check with eachother. 🤣😱🤣
I only wish I could hold my cussing in like my husband does. The cussing was NOT toward Joshua. Mostly just responding to the stress. I've never told Leif to shut up so much in our life together either.🤦♀️😆🫤
I try to remind myself that this experience is life defining for Joshua. And truly, he handles the stress and confusion of the game Beautifly!! He Never gives up in situations where I would Run away. He just looks for a bit of help and does a little jump and a thumbs up and carries on. It's Incredible. His push through and positive attitude will be invaluable in his life.
So why are we so worked up, you ask? Well, for me, I just see him struggle so much and I've never been so unable to go to him and help him like this. So it kills me. I also get Really Really worked up when Leif and the guys yell to him and tell him things that I think throw him way off.🤦♀️😆😆😆 It's hilarious to think about now. But horrible in the moment. Leif? He fights the feelings of imagining himself playing the game as if he's back on the court during his school years.
So we both try to pretend we're fine. But we're a mess. Its So Emmbarassing. Especially when so many people turn to us and tell us how cute Joshua is. We just respond that it's Adorably Hard to watch the game.
Leif was able to go down to Joshua at half time and remind Joshua about defense and offense. He must have done a great job because during the second half while sitting on the bench you could see/hear Joshua point full arm out towards Leif and say to his team, "that's my Dad!"❤️
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