There are some things that I am good at, like corralling three rambunctious
boys on a rainy day or helping to squelch the teenage hormones of a girl. Then there are some things that I am not good
at, like keeping my house totally spotless or fixing a gourmet five course meal
nightly. I think that there are things
that we all have strengths and weaknesses in.
There is one thing that I am NOT good at. I am not a good “ball” mom. To be honest, I don’t enjoy sitting at the
ball field for endless hours at a time.
Baseball, (well if we are being honest, sports in general), is not my
cup of tea. I would rather be home watching
a good musical, (Music Man anyone), than sitting at the ball field. Well, I don’t usually get to sit. I am normally running between two to three
ball fields trying to watch all the kiddos at once and then chase the Cole man
around the play ground and thanks to all the rain, keep him out of all the
puddles.
Maggie practicing her pitching.
John Robert warming up to bat.
Ethan practicing his fielding.
Cole hanging out at the dugout watching ball players warm up.
Oh don’t get me wrong.
The ball complex is awesome. It’s
clean, has four great fields, and the coaches are awesome. The issue is me. I don’t like ball. BUT, I do love, adore, and think the world of
my kids. So, I will sacrifice my time,
comfort, and sanity; and load up four kiddos no less than three nights a week
to spend no less than two hours a night at the ball field. WHY?
Because my kids are worth it!
So, if you need me or miss seeing us, come on out to the ball
field. Be prepared, I’ll let you chase
Cole so I can sit!
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