You may or may not recall that I was in a bit of a conundrum over my son’s desire to be a basketball when he grows up. Well, just imagine his sheer delight when I told him we were going to a professional basketball game!
Thursday night was such a treat for our family! We were guests of One2One and the WNBA at the matchup of The Atlanta Dream and The Phoenix Mercury. And what a game! Admittedly, I knew nothing of either team and had no idea what to expect. The Dream team was PHENOMENAL!
We had amazing seats. On the court! Yes, ON the court. And the kids were given t-shirts, thunder sticks, and a mini team basketball. Since it was “Go Green” night, we also got reusable water bottles at the door. The highlight for them, though, was sitting so close to the cheerleaders. Split Pea kept tapping them on the shoulder to talk to them. FLIRT.
Oh, and the “vewy soft” mascot was a hit. Well, for the boys. Sweet Pea was “so scayed” of him. And by “scayed,” I mean she freaked out and buried her face in Pop’s chest every time the big fuzzy thing came near her.
I also had one of the best sandwiches ever…a buffalo chicken sandwich with bleu cheese slaw. Oh the yumminess. It was just divine. I’ve already dreamt of it. But I digress. The game. Back to the game.
It was exciting! It was fun! It was a blast to see the kids (and my husband and father, aka “Pop”…who went along to be the third peapod squad “handler”) enjoying themselves so much.
If there’s a WNBA game near you, you should definitely check it out. And you can even find AMAZING deals HERE. It was a great family event. And I love the message of the WNBA. I appreciated the wonderful opportunity to show my daughter that she can dream big.
And speaking of dreams, now Snap Pea doesn’t want to be a basketball when he grows up. No, now he wants to be a cheerleader. A new conundrum indeed.
I’m so thankful for a FUN night out with my sweet family.

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