On Saturday, Perry began his season of basketball. He plays on an Upward league in our community, and this is his third year of participation in the league.

He loves playing basketball. He's been practicing this past fall for basketball season. Whether it's at our own goal, or the indoor one at our gym, he and his dad have been working on skills that will make him feel comfortable on the court. All four foot nine of his eight year old body looks like he is made for basketball. He just loves to get out and run up and down that court.

So when it was time to play his first game on Saturday, I was excited to see how well that practicing had paid off. I know he was too. He was in the first rotation. He finally gets the ball, dribbles down, passes it off, rebounds it and sinks it. His first goal of the season - only a few minutes into the game. And then my heart beams with joy and pride - not because of the basket he made, but because of what happened after he made the basket...

He turned around, ran down the court, and acted like he'd been there before.

That's one of my husband's favorite sayings as he watches sports. "Act like you've been there before." Humble yourself, don't make it a big deal, it's what you get paid for.

Last year, it took many games for Perry to finally make a basket. And when he did, he yelped and cheered for himself. Raised his arms in the air like a champion. He was so excited. We laughed and cheered for him too - mainly at the way he was cheering for himself. It was quite the funniest thing to watch his excitement for finally making a basket.

But this year, he made that basket and kept on playing. And he even made another one later in the game. He earned the blue star for this game - "Best Effort." It was a great day in basketball.

Four points made, blue star earned and a slice of humble pie.