(2016) How do you summarize 14 years of baseball? You attach a picture of BT heading off to his first T-ball game, you blink, then you attach a picture after his last high school game. 14 years of sweat, dirt, snacks, concession duty, rides to and from, practice, games, cages, shagging flies, conditioning, wins, losses, ties, scrapes, bruises, cleats, gloves, bats, joy and tears. Not one single thing would I change. Our goal was to use baseball to help teach him how to be a team player, to be gracious in victory and defeat, to play by the rules, and to never give up. He ended up teaching me every bit as much and more. What an incredible journey it has been. Thanks for letting me tag along buddy.
True and funny stories from the lighter side of raising my sons and daughter. As the Southern mama of this crew, I'm usually somewhere between "Bless your hearts!" and "Y'all act like you got some sense!" If we ever need to find our way home, we just follow the trail of red clay and glitter.
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Sunday, May 6, 2018
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