Baseball, Sundaes and Advice from a Stranger

Day Two of the Little League experience!  Tomorrow is the first game and these boys are looking great!  E is enjoying the extra playground time, though today it wasn’t mobbed with kids like yesterday…  We ended the day with Colonial and sundaes.  Pictures follow…

A little bit of rain never hurt anyone! (N is third from left, red shirt/blue hat/black pants)

E is in his Element…playing in the rain and living life out loud!

E is for Enthusiastic!

For most of N’s baseball practice, we were the only ones actually outside watching…  All the other siblings and parents were holed up in their cars or went home to return later.  Pikers.

N’s having a blast in the intermittent rain of his second official practice.  He has such a great attitude while he’s learning the basics of baseball.

I have no worries that this kid will ever blend into anyone’s background.  I took a lot of pictures of E because N was too far away and nothing was turning out.  I think you can see him in the distance, above E’s shoulder in the red shirt…

Shakin’ his moneymaker!  Do boys even have moneymakers?  Is this even appropriate?  At any rate, he was shaking something at me and it wasn’t a judgmental finger.  🙂

N at the bat!  “It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell” though N isn’t so arrogant as Ernest Thayer’s Casey…  He still struck out.  He whacked a great foul ball past first base and was pretty stoked about that.  He definitely has a handsoap (Kandu) attitude, as he calls it.

So, after practice we grabbed dinner at Colonial Cafe.  Fish tacos, I love you so much.  Where have you been all my life???

I enjoyed the boys and Jeff’s company, as well as listening to the elderly couple next to us.  They almost sounded like boyfriend/girlfriend at times, which was sweet.  The lady was dressed to the nines, spiffy as can be.  She reminisced about how she used to love to go out, drive downtown and live it up.  He talked about how it was past his bedtime and he wanted to go home to bed after his Strawberry Sundae…but not before they cleaned out all their pill bottles and put their new prescriptions where they needed to go.

As they left (she with her fancy cane), she leaned over and advised us to not get old…that it’s hell to get old.  Jeff observed that it’s better than the alternative, to which she replied that sometimes she’d like to say, “Just take me!”  (Not in a romance novel kind of way–get your mind out of the gutter, random blog reader!)

Then she turned back and told us how proud we should be of our boys.  She said they were such good kids, well-behaved, great manners…  She said she doesn’t see kids like ours very often. 

She didn’t realize she was witnessing the calm before the storm.  My mom always tells me not to feed the kids.  It just gives them energy!

That lady was right, though.  My guys are rare jewels and I’m so proud of them I could just shout it from the blogtops!


  1. Heather Gray said,

    April 25, 2010 at 7:57 am

    Playing in the rain is fun, as long as it is not freezing rain. I love the pics of E. He’s a ham.

  2. Kim B. said,

    April 25, 2010 at 1:51 pm

    I guess I never really understood why a person has to come in out of the rain. 🙂 I remember once when the boys asked if they could go outside and play in the rain and I started to say no automatically. There wasn’t any lightning, it wasn’t freezing cold outside… So they did!

    Water isn’t exactly scary or dangerous in quantities of a milliliter or less, even when falling from the sky.

    E is a ham, but only when he chooses. I had to beg him to let me take half his pictures.

  3. Mom said,

    April 27, 2010 at 11:51 am

    N and E are JEWELS indeed! Rare and precious! Love the pictures! E certainly is colorful!

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