moving on......

Jeremy is moving on from coaching Seniors to an age that's a little more receptive.....

I took the kids up to "open gym" yesterday after they woke up from their naps. I've got a lot of pictures of Cooper shooting, but this was Maddie's first time. We figure start them young and they'll love the game.

Seriously though, Jeremy's season has come to an end. We knew that this year no matter what would be different then last year. We didn't know it would be so much bad different. I've contemplated blogging about all this several times, but it's always hard to know how much to say. Looking back I think that I should've kept a journal of everything. I bet it could've been a book, and I'm not kidding. So this is what I will say....and in honor of Valentine's Day my husband could use some bragging....he is taking me out to dinner for the first time ever on Valentine's Day (he has always cooked dinner on this fine holiday!)

So here it goes.......I am lucky to be married to such an even tempered man. I've seen my husband "take blame" for everything just so he could try to get these silly boys to move on and just play basketball. I've seen him keep his head up when 4 seniors and 1 junior quit basketball "because it's not fun" anymore. (or they aren't working hard, going to practice to get better, therefore they're not winning= not fun anymore) I've seen my husband accept apologies, only for the person to turn around and do the same thing, where it turns into a public embarrassment. Most importantly I've seen my husband turn to God in all this, read his Bible more, and pray more then probably ever in his life, when I'm sure a lot of men would've turned to a lot worse. All this to say, my husband is a good man, he put up with a lot, and I'm not saying he's perfect, but he just had higher expectations and was disappointed when those things didn't happen. I think after living here, we both have learned a lot, had a lot of fun, met some wonderful people (cause there are a few around here), but we grew a lot. He grew as a coach, I grew as a coach's wife (cause it's not easy people), we grew closer together, and most importantly we grew closer to God. So, we are ready for next year, we both know that it's all in God hands and he's got a purpose for us here, we'll find it and we'll make it nothin' but net. In the mean time we'll take our aggression out by vigorously training for another half marathon!