I am the middle daughter of three girls, therefore I became my father's tomboy.
We are die hard Chicago Bulls fans. Basketball runs through my veins.
I remember one of the first times I had boys over to hang out at my house...
my father came home from work and asked if I had trained that day.
Like a dummy, I said no.
For an hour he made the guys sit on the side of my driveway as I practiced my layups.
I hated him for it then, but it is one of my favorite memories today... and might I say,
I still play a mean one on one;)
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