Well, it's that time again. The crack of the bat, chatter from the outfielders and of course the moms trying to get the grass stain out the WHITE baseball pants. Oh please, who's idea was that...let's think about this: boys, green grass and red soil. HHHmmmm, what color should we go with, oh I know....WHITE! Granted the colors are assigned and the coaches have no control, but surely there was a mom nearby when this conversation occurred. At this age they slide even if they don't need to, so there is a great deal of Shout being used at our house this spring. Having said this, the style maven in me likes the white pants because they look good. I guess if I wear shoes that are awesome even if they hurt, I can grin and bear white baseball pants.
PLAY BALL!
Bay is playing for the Beavers and has the same baseball coach as he had for basketball, yeah!
Bay gave a good effort, but got on base because he got hit in the head by the pitcher. Yes, can we all say "Thank God for batting helmets"! He took the hit and stayed standing, pretty tough young man if I say so myself. I gotta give myself credit too, I didn't jump over or through the fence to save my baby. There is nothing like the sound of your child getting beamed in the helmet by a baseball.
Standing on the hard earned second base.
Bay is crossing home plate.....he's SAFE!(He didn't even slide, that's my boy.)
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