Geesh . . . What A Day!

I start this post by saying I got absolutely no writing done today.

I woke up at 7 am and got the boys to the ballfield by 9:30 - after driving through Bojangles for my large cup of coffee w/5 creams, getting gas and running my truck through the carwash to get the bug remains off the windshield.

My oldest son had the first game at 10 am. The rain clouds hovered overhead and waited to bust loose just before his game was over. The rain came in buckets so my youngest son's 12 pm game got rained out.

We came home, watched the weather and saw the band of rain showers heading east, so me and the boys took off for a 45 minute drive to Statesville to watch the girls play in their tournament. By the time we got there, they'd already played two games - won 1 and lost 1.

I watched them play their third game which they won 20 to 1. I really felt sorry for the other team but hey, last year we were the ones losing 20 to 1.

The fourth game (and last one for the evening) we found ourselves playing the top seed of the tournament. My oldest daughter got robbed of a double and two RBI's by a blind umpire and set the game up for a tie through the rest of the innings. My youngest daughter who is just filling in until they find another girl got walked because she is short and therefore she has a very small strike zone.

At the bottom of the last inning we had them up by 2 runs. They came back with 1 run but we managed to hold them for a 7 to 6 victory. WAHOO! My youngest daughter who is a terrible mommy's girl cried because she wanted to go home instead of staying at the hotel with the rest of the team. Sooo, what did I do? Well I did what any parent would do. I brought her home and promised the coach I'd have her back to the field by 8:30 am tomorrow. Did I mention this field is at least 45 minutes away? This means I have to leave the house by 7:45 am tomorrow with 3 kids in tow.

Oh well, at least I get to watch the games!

BK