Having a coach for a dad, I grew up under the lights of a football field, basketball court or baseball field, depending on the season. I didn't miss a single game until middle school, and even then I still made it to at least one game a seaon. I wasn't about to let that streak be broken, so with a free afternoon on Tuesday, I was able to road trip it home to surprise my dad at one of the last games of the season.
He had NO idea I was coming. And his face when he got this text message as I walked through the gate was priceless.
I love that I go to school close enough that I can make a surprise visit home on a week day! Love getting to be my Dad's cheerleader!
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