Baseball season #1, most likely the first of many ended last week here for us on the Mountain. Doodle Bug showed such vast improvement that I believe he may have just "found" his sport of choice.
His picture is the one on the bottom.
Can you take a guess as to who is above?
Yes~ that would be the Daddy.
Doodle was hitting off the pitch (NOT the "T", mind you)
tagging out runners,
perfecting his form,
and loving everything about baseball.
Except the scratchy white pants.
He wasn't wild about sliding onto a base but he sure knew how to converse with runners on his base like he was Barbara Walters interviewing them on world peace.
He reports that shortstop is his favorite position.
I predict MLB drafts in his future.
Before the Presidency but after med school.
He would add Langley.
He wants to be the First Ever U.S. President with a baseball /espionage background.
School also ended a couple weeks ago.
Doodle's report card?
He had the two sweetest teachers in Earth so this Writer is slightly trepidatious about 1st Grade.
We had it so good.
School is sorely missed around here for Doodle Bug, Honey Monkey and this Writer.
Lots of playdates, some time in the street with neighbors, VBS and vacation next week to look forward to are keeping us busy enough most days though.
By next summer Honey Monkey will join the soccer and baseball and basketball
playing and the next year Little Bunny will join the ranks and then it's all over.
I will be one of those complete stereotypes.
You ain't LIVED till your kid has scored a run, man.
As Doodle Bug would say: "Sweet-o."