Batter, Batter ... Swing, originally uploaded by cheryl.
It's back, much to the twins displeasure. Baseball.
Yesterday was a particularly long and trying day for the boys. Practice first at one field, then driving across town in rush hour to another field for the actual game. The twins were beyond pissed when we got to the second field and the stroller reappeared. Bubbles couldn't even save that injustice.
Grandma and Grandpa surprised us by driving into town for the afternoon. They stopped over to watch Connor practice and play most of his game (he was supposed to play earlier and at the same location as practice, but league issues still persist with the t-ball field and the game was pushed back at an alternate field). Then they went across town to watch Uncle Brian coach Cousin Austin in his later game. We were invited to join them, but didn't think the twins (or Connor either) would be up for a third baseball field in as many hours.
Connor had fun. He was dirty on the practice field before the coach even arrived, slipping and sliding on the wet, grassy practice field. When it was game time, he got even dirtier. He persists on sliding to the ground to catch ground balls (seems logical, right?) and also persists in sliding into home regardless of whether anyone is even attempting to tag him out or not. Sliding is baseball, apparently. He does much better this year fielding, and can throw pretty well when he takes the time to aim the ball. He usually hits the ball, but not as well as if the coach (and the league) would let him have the tee up higher. He's a high-ball hitter, and that's apparently a league no-no.
The twins did okay. Practice went pretty well. We kept them contained in the stroller, but we usually bring drinks, snacks and yesterday we even took their new bubbles to entertain them. That worked for most of practice and part of the game. But it all eventually lost its appeal and chaos ensued. Screaming. Whining. Shoe throwing. Trying to escape the stroller by any means possible.
After the day was said and done, Josh and I decided we probably need to take the divide and conquer approach when we're both off from work (as we were yesterday). One person can take Connor to baseball, and other can keep the twins at home.
It would be nice if we could all enjoy it together, but clearly that's not going to happen any time soon.