It’s that time of year.
Both older boys are playing baseball, so we are dividing our time between practices and games.
Oh, and then there’s karate.
And poor Frog gets to tag along to each.
But the boys love it.
Watching their faces light up when they get a hit or catch the ball makes all the running around worth it.
There is also a great pack of siblings around for the kids to play with whenever they are supporting their other brother.
Frog finds the wonders of the ball field/construction zone (they are redoing our city’s recreational ball park) simply amazing.
The most exciting parts of the first game were when Frick stepped up to the plate and hit the ball on the first pitch both times he was at bat.
And this was from a pitching machine–no more coach’s pitch.
Have you seen how fast a pitching machine pitches the ball?
This is his second at-bat:
I was that crazy mom screaming and crying.