Spring = Baseball

Basketball season is over, thank goodness. Noah and Owen played on different teams with different times and locations, and I have to admit I didn’t enjoy watching them play. The coaches think they are playing for the super grand championship of the world and the world will stop turning it their teams lose. (Noah and Owen are elementary school students.) The parents are even worse than the coaches in some instances. These little guys are being taught to play rough instead of playing by the rules. During the season, Noah was still recovering from his broken arm so he wasn’t supposed to be playing as much. I couldn’t see that he played less than last season. He also dislocated his thumb at practice, and he’s still having problems with it.

Baseball season started this past weekend for Noah’s travel team. We spent the weekend sitting in the cold, windy weather. Noah didn’t play because of his thumb. The doctor said he should let it heal before playing. He was the pinch runner. He also plays on a rec center team. They start playing soon.

Cole’s high school JV’s baseball season began last week, but both the scheduled games were rained out. They have a double header this afternoon. Their season doesn’t last long, but there are many games scheduled. Mr. Fixit is going to have a problem with the double headers because he goes to bed very early so he can get up at 2:00 am for work. He hates to miss the games. After the JV season is over, Cole will begin his travel team schedule.

Owen has decided to sit this early spring season out. He’s a little burned out, I guess.

While it was cold enough this weekend to cause my nose to burn blue and my cheeks to turn bright pink from wind burn (I was Technicolor!), I deal with the cold much better than when it’s 98 degrees with matching humidity levels.

The trunk of the car is packed again with chairs, the canopy, cold weather gear, rain gear, and hot weather protection. We have this “spectator” thing down to a science.

Let the games begin!

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Oh, BTW--I HATE DAYLIGHT SAVING TIME! Just thought I'd throw in my yearly complaint; it's become a tradition.