My Little Life

I've said it before and I'll say it again, The kid in the foreground is a nice young man! How's that for a rhyme? Don't steal it, m'kay ? ' Cuz I know you want to. Football season is in full swing. Early morning weight lifting, after school practices, team meals, Friday night games. Whoa nelly . This kid is busy! He made the Varsity team...kind of. Turns out 4 of the starters on his team got "minors" (you know, those violations that occur when you consume alcohol prior to the legal age?) which gets them suspended, which gave The Pal the opportunity to play on Varsity! I told him now's his time to shine! Kinda like when a really good pro-athlete gets hurt and a rookie comes up to fill in and he totally nails the job and suddenly the pro-athlete is worried about his position? Yeah, like that. Anyway, I have a bit of a hard time with football. For one, it's cold. For two, there's a slew of armored kids running after mine trying their hardest...

*SQUEEEEEEE!!!!!* It starts today...the State Tournament for my son's baseball team! I. am. excited!!! Our boys worked hard and played well to get to where they are! Imma let you in on a little secret. Don't tell the other teams, m'kay? Here it is: Boy can bunt. And the boy's got speed. I like to think he got that from me. :) (Dad, stop laughing.) Okay, well...maybe not. His mama's got nothing to show for in the athletic department. Now, if we were talkin' brains? Okay, well...scratch that too... Good looks? Mmmm, well...how 'bout we just stop talking about what it is that he got from me. Prolly better that way. We were undefeated going into the championship game. I begged and pleaded and bartered and sweet talked my way into finding someone to work for me the night of the champioship game, and guess what? It worked! But, guess what else? I forgot my camera. BOO!! Anyway, they lost. (Boo!! Hiss!!) HOWEVER, it is a double elimina...

Last Thursday, "He who will be the Next Joe Mauer " (aka "The Pal") (oh, and sorry Joe [you know, in case Joe reads my blog]...better watch out for this kid...he'll be vying for your position in about 5 years...better watch yer back, Joe.) had his first baseball game of the season...let's just say that our household has been getting very anxious for the start of baseball season! Baseball season is the best. Warm weather, outside games, not stuck in a stuffy, sweaty, musty gymnasium with my 4 rambunctious, grimy, restless, hungry kids...yeah, baseball rocks. Only thing was, I had to work Thursday evening for a bit...so I only got to watch about an hour of the Pal's game. ("Watch" being used very loosely here, as I was back and forth between the playground about 80 gazillion times...) I got a call at work that night (and this fact totally makes me smile...that my boy calls me to tell me something important!)...it went something like this: "H...