One of the perks of living in MN is getting to attend the Minnesota Lynx games and watch Amber Jacobs play. The girls love Amber and I think Tori has asked for her autograph maybe 25 times. Anyway, Friday we went to the Lynx game with Abby and we sat courtside (which was amazing- Thanks Nicole!). We could actually reach out and touch the players and we were sitting next to the guys from Big Daddy Weave {but that is Abby's side of the story =) }. Now Tori was having a good day, bad day sorta night. Good day she got to go to the game, bad day I wouldn't let her wear her bright pink pants, good day we got to go the game with Abby, bad day she had to sit by me =), good day she caught a t-shirt, bad day she dropped a program on the court and was embarrassed, good day her and Isabelle were on the big screen, bad day I apparently starve her and Abby wouldn't buy her something from the concession stand. Good day Abby surprised her and bought her and Isabelle some french fries (not because she thinks I starve them, just because she is very sweet- thanks Abs), really bad day she accidentally bumped the chair and spilled all her french fries on the ground and Isabelle had eaten more than her. And finally, really good day Prowl (he is the mascot) came over and sat by her and put her on his lap and then took my camera and trounced her around to center court, the scorer's table and to one of the referees to get her picture taken. She was beaming (except on the scorers table- she was a little nervous). She came over and said it was the "best day" and once again all was good in her world. Yes, I know the drama of a six year old girl...so silly to be controlled by our circumstances, isn't it?