Well, little Sporty has started his season of baseball and we got to go down South to where the sun shines ALL THE TIME to kick it off. His little team did very well-they went 3-1, and missed out playing in the Championship series by one, ONE, run. But here is where I will stop the congratulatory comments and COMPLAIN. IT.WAS.FLIPPIN.COLD. Wind, rain, wind, clouds, wind, cold, WIND. One day was warm-but the wind was still present. I mean, SERIOUSLY, can we not have Spring baseball and forgo the wind?
I was able to go down with my four kids, my sister, and my mother-in-law. Despite the weather, we had a very good time. For the most part, my brood of 4 did well. There were times I was secretly wondering where the nearest mental institution was located, but I made it through. It really did help that I HAD help. So THANK YOU Annette and Lyndi.
And if you are wondering where Trevor was, he had his own baseball tournament up North. We sure missed him! Not just mentally, but physically!
Something, no matter the weather or circumstances, it's just nice to get away from reality.
Sporty idolizes Jorge Posada from the Yankees
Up to bat..
Gma Net, Z-man, Me, Diva, Lolo, Sporty
Smile Aunt Lyndi...
The only nice day...even though it was windy
Good Job Sporty and Good Job Team Weber!