Little League, originally uploaded by cheryl.
Every day Connor asks if he has baseball, either practice or a game. Every day, without fail. The kid LOVES baseball.
Today he actually got the answer he was looking for - it was game day. And the boys actually got to play on the new little league field for the first time. You know, now that the season is more than half over and after last week's game was played on a grassy field without a diamond, but I digress ...
The team was all excited and happy to play. And that's a good thing, because truth be told, the boys aren't very good. Connor is one of the few players with any baseball experience, and his is limited to a short fall season last year. The other players all seem small, and young, and often have no clue what's going on with the game. It can make watching painful at times, but the boys don't seem to mind. They all run and jump and cheer. They even happily give high-fives and yell "Good game!" to the other team at the end.
And that's what matters, I suppose. It's supposed to be fun, right?
The twins were less than thrilled to see another baseball field. They generally start screaming the minute we bypass the park (swings for Sawyer, the signs for Xander) and head over the hill to the baseball field. It doesn't really end until the game is over, though you can quiet it for a moment with candy or snacks or drinks. The bubbles used to work, but apparently they've lost their appeal. The boys were having none of that today.
Luckily, Grammy and Pappy and Aunt Kelly all came out to watch Connor play. After the first few innings, Grammy and Pappy offered to take the twins over to the park for a little while. And that was better, for a little while. They were pissed all over again when it was time to leave the park.
But we tried to make it up to them. Grammy and Pappy invited us out to dinner after the game, and even let Connor pick the place. After we nixed his first choice of McDonald's (really, kid, really?), we got him to think bigger and he suggested Cracker Barrel. Aunt Kelly had to go to work, so she couldn't join us. The rest of us stopped back by our house, which is just a few minutes away, so we could drop off the stroller and Cousin Louie (who would get to hang out with Buster), and then we all loaded into the truck and headed out.
It was a good night. Baseball for Connor. Park for the twins. Good food and good company for the rest of us. Just another day at the ball field ...