The other day Cooper climbed into bed with me first thing in the morning and helped himself to the remote watch cartoons. I was furiously grading an assignment for my online class before any of the kids woke up and didn't really pay much attention to him, which is why I was totally surprised to look over at him and see this:
I am also really surprised that today is a Monday that is actually a Monday. I mean, Ben does not have class today, and the 4th is tomorrow, so I figured this would be more of a weekend day. But then I saw a message from the pool's FB feed that there are actual swim and dive lessons this morning, so I knew I had to set an alarm.
I have already graded for my real online class and prepped an adjunct one that starts on Monday. I am going to go exercise after I finish this blog entry, and my goal is to have all 3 bathrooms bleached and all the upstairs bedrooms cleaned and dusted and vacuumed before 9:20. Then all I have to do is clean the living room/kitchen and mop the floors after lessons and before I can spend the rest of the day poolside. Wish me luck!
Jack had a not fun Little League experience last summer, so this summer, he wanted to go back to rec ball. He got on the world's best team, which is totally luck of the draw. His team has like 6 coaches, and every practice they have 2 fields, so they can do machine-pitch batting practice and fielding drills, and the kids get TONS of one-on-one time with coaches. Jack is doing GREAT! He even volunteered to play catcher again, which was a big fear of his since he got hit with a pitch.
Jack liked it.
AND THEY WON!
Jack and I went out for coffee and toys (Ben's parents sent him a gift card because he broke his face)
Despite some good hits, we didn't score any runs at the top of the fifth, but the other team got one in the bottom, bringing the score to 4-3-- SO CLOSE! I am a way better hockey spectator because those games are really fast-paced. Even a tight baseball game is SOOOOOO SLOOOOOOW, and I am anxious for the kids (and Ben) the whole time.
Harry made a killer catch on third base in the bottom of the fifth to end that inning before any more runs came in. Harry also called off 2 of his teammates to get that ball, and Ben was totally worried he wouldn't catch it-- I wish I had a picture of Ben chewing his knuckles or of the catch.
Our team was 3 up/3 down at the top of the 6th (they only play 6 innings) and the other team's parents were getting real rowdy and screamy and cheery. I was REALLY WORRIED that the home team was going to score the two runs they needed in the bottom of the 6th, and I think the kids were, too. I know the coaches were for sure.
The first pitch of the inning was in the air to second base, and the second baseman snagged it. The second batter hit a ball in the air to short, and the short stop caught it. The third batter popped it up to third, and HARRY CAUGHT IT to end the game! And then he kept the ball, walking around with it in his back pocket like he's Anthony Rizzo or something.