My father in law got us some tickets to the Jazz game on Tuesday night too. Well, not really us, the bishop who sent Jose out on his mission is here for conference and wanted to see Jose and meet his family, and go to a game. So we just got lucky really.
We met the men in line, after they got the tickets at will call, and after an incredibly awkward run in with an old "friend" we went up to our seats and got ready.
Luca and I weren't originally going to go, but we decided to go so we could spend more time with Kenz and Tony before they leave!
They did the wave a million times and luca liked participating.
Nobody was sitting anywhere behind us so after luca got sick of sitting on my lap all tired I let him run around up there. He gave everyone hugs. And then kisses.
He ran back and forth over and over.
When he got tired he climbed up on a chair and relaxed for a bit.
He got all crazy with Kenz and weird. He was so tired. It was so funny.
We had a good time and it was a good game! The Jazz won! And nobody fell to their death down the freakishly steep stairs!
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