Thank the Shank

Thanks to Aunt Shirshank, Hana got to attend her very first Dallas Mavericks game this past Friday (the 13th). Oh, what a lucky day!

She woke up that morning chanting, "Let's go Mavs! Let's go Mavs!" And asked repeatedly throughout the day how long it was until game time.

This is her sitting on her daddy's shoulders outside of the AAC.

Sweet, we were in a suite!

Oh, the suite life!

Dirk tongue.

The Mavs warming up. Hana spotted Dirk immediately. See him bending over?

Introducing......Your Dallas Mavericks!

She did her best to sing along with the National Anthem. She even corrected me, telling me I was supposed to have my left arm behind my back. I guess that's how they do it at school.  ;-)

The Mavs Dancers. Hana wasn't as excited by them as I thought she would be. She did, however, spend a good amount of time that evening gyrating to the music a little more than she normally does. I think I have them to thank for that.

It was awesome to be in a suite since, when she wasn't gyrating to the music, she was Jetting around with her Dirk toungue out yelling either "We scored a goal!" or "De-fense!"

We won 102-76! Corn dogs, Jackie!

Except, instead of corn dogs like in Semi Pro, they give away coupons for Taco Bueno tacos. Hana was proud to get hers.

And she immediately fell asleep when we got in the car.

What a wonderful night. Thank you, Shrishank!

(Now to convince Joe we need season tickets...)