day one hundred seventy-three.

thank God for betsy.

if mom hadn't told me to get some pics of my dad's huddle at his game, I wouldn't have pulled my camera out ONCE this day.  seriously?  it completely slipped my mind!  I had a near panic attack that I had ruined my 365 project!

so thanks, mom!

I'm glad though, because I love my dad and I love how amazing of a coach he is, he does it so well.

check this out, I edited it too, and this...fyi...is my dad's face most of the time when he's coaching.  yelling and spitting.  it's all for love.

big red.

:)