It's uniform season.
If there is one thing I hope my heart soaks up about them in this stage it's the way they look in their unis. Their whole countenance changes. Their posture improves. They have more confidence bursting from their grinning faces beneath their oversized hats when they're in their unis.
They just feel so darn big. And sometimes - in those moments of brilliance on the field, they act big too. Kael and Dax are both playing machine pitch ball this year. It sounds more intimidating than it actually is and I'm happy they feel like they've advanced to the next level.
Ace will start coach pitch in another month.
I would like to maintain that baseball, aside from being America's pass time - is this family's pass time {Sans the seeds or the chewing tobacco}. It's fun and it's sort of important to us. In fact, Ryan and I played on a coed softball team together for years. He rocked short stop or third base and I would vacuum up everything he fielded over on first. So to be back on the diamond with our little fellers just seems like the right way to spend a Friday night, you know?
We love a good game, an awesome fielding play or a stellar hit. We love spending time placing ball after ball on a tee (that isn't even sarcastic). We love coaching little students with spongey minds on the proper way to field a ground ball or call off a teammate when going for a pop up. And we love the time outside it affords us as a group. Having a passion of ours evolve into a family passion is a pretty sweet full-circle moment. And we're enjoying this spot we're in.
Go get 'em boys!
We'll be right here behind home plate cheering you on...
Except when we aren't... :)
Hang in there tiny fan club.
XO
1 comment:
Dax really wanted to do soccer this spring, and I am super mean and wouldn't let him do both, so we aren't doing baseball. Now I'm kind of sad about it! They look great!!
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