I generally spend 47% of my day complaining that, "we have ball again tonight."
Then we get there, and the nights are gorgeous, and the weather feels perfect, and then suddenly I'm all like, "why do I complain so much about this?" (If you are wondering, yes I do actually say the word "like" in my sentences. Annoying, right?)
I would imagine by June, I will be complaining up to 98% of the day.
But we really are having a good time.
Each of us.
This week we have had ball 4 nights....
And last night, Pierce played the best game of his little ball-career.
He especially fielded well.
After the game was over, I got a little wink or two from the coaches and I knew that was code for, 'get 'yo camera ready'.
Listen for the smelly reference...
Our washing machine went down for the count the other day, and I may have mentioned that one night at practice. Of course, they won't let us live that down.
Big night for our little guy, stinky pants and all.