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Wondering where we have been? Baseball. Everyday. For hours and hours. We've endured it in freezing rain and wind, in warm sunshine, during brutal games and celebratory ones. We pack dinner 4 nights a week, and then mom says, on the fifth, "Let's get pizza!" We've made lots of new friends and filled up our gas tank with $4 per gallon gas more times than we are willing to count.
Guess what is strange? We all love it. A lot. The boys are both having great seasons and have amazing coaches. Parker is playing coach pitch and learning the game. He's good and pretty focused and boy, can he hit. Jace is playing 3rd, 1st and pitcher and cranking the ball. It's amazing to watch your kids develop. They both play 2 hours games, then want to come home and practice more with dad. Crazy? Yes. Fun? Absolutely.
James is being the best sport in the world, playing catch with his mitt and ball or with dad, raising havoc with Parker, inventing a million new games and picking enough dandelions for the entire city to enjoy while he endures endless games. He's such a good kid to not be going crazy with all this time at the ball park. Next year we add him...what will we do?
We are playing in a smaller town that loves little league and it's been a really fun, homey experience. Opening day was pretty fantastic, even in the cold and rain and they made a big deal about these boys and their coaches. My favorite part was watching all these little ones, in uniform and usually goofy, take off their hats and put their hands over their heart and respectfully stand as the national anthem was sung. Nothing quite like baseball.
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