We got to the field when the team was already out warming up so we gave Maxwell the little low-key wave but we weren't able to talk to him until after the game. My dad, Henry and Vivian stayed in the car while I got out to meet Maxwell near the bus, and as he started walking toward me I realized that he was crying. I could see his shoulders shaking a bit and he had his head held down, looking at the ground but coming toward me he just said, "Mom". Honestly, I thought he was hurt so once he got to me and hugged me I asked him what was wrong. All he said was, "I just missed y'all so much". He just missed us and couldn't hold it in.
Right in the feels.
One of the moms made everyone stop so that
she could grab her son's phone and take this picture...
The next day, once we were already home, we got a pretty interesting story from Henry, although probably not the whole story as he would never sell anyone out. Apparently, early that morning Maxwell sent Henry a text that started with, "so this is terrifying". Once Hen was filled in he went to google to research how to get through TSA if you lost your ID. Who would've thought that the little brother, Pablo (as the entire Warrior lax team now refers to Henry), could be the "fixer"?? Needless to say, all lacrosse players were on the flight home and safely delivered to Willpo.
This is the first snap we got from Maxwell once he got back to school...
it's hard to believe that in four days he'll be done with his first year of college!
