This was our first season of Machine Pitch baseball. Braden left for Forrest City as soon as school let out, which was also a week before his first game. Fortunately Pop was able to take him to the batting cages a few times.
This was our last game, on Saturday. All in all Braden did well with the machine pitch, and even played pitcher well. He got a few hits, and was never fearful of the machine. His swings were so hard that his few foul balls went into the crowd. It's hard for him to stay focused in the field and keep his eye on the ball when swinging. He seems to have a great throwing arm, and runs fast!
Pop was able to be at his first game, helped coach and even helped get the machine aligned.
Mason so badly wants to be just like Braden. It's even harder during sports, because Blake is out on the field, and that's where Mason thinks he should be, too.
Car pool is over, and now we walk home from school everyday. Recycling Mason: Here's a booger, Momma, put it in recycling.
Frozen Custard Please Last night Braden and I attended the Playground Party hosted by The Center. On our way I promised Braden we could get some "concrete" from Freddy's (local ice cream/burger joint) which is frozen custard. Even though it was 30 minutes past his bedtime when we left the party, he had not forgotten: Braden: Mom, can I have a brick? I mean a sidewalk? Mom:What? Braden: You know, you said after the party..... Mom:(cracking up) Oh, you mean concrete? From Freddy's?
Salad in the Water Last night for dinner I fixed a refreshing pitcher of ice water with mint and lemon balm from our garden. Mason pointed to it from his high chair and declared: Mason: Salad in the water! Dollar Vacation During Braden's Birthday Lunch on the porch I asked River if she was getting excited about their family trip to Branson. River:Oh Yeah! We even get to go to Silver Dollar City! Braden: Oh Yeah, my Mom takes me to Dollar Tree! Obviously Braden has no idea what SDC is or that the Dollar Tree doesn't quite compare, but as long as it's a big deal to him. . . .we will keep going!
The Substitooth When I picked Braden up on Friday, his teacher wasn't there, but he had a substitute. This happened one other time, when Ms. Vacca had a toothache. I asked Braden who is substitute was, and he said "Nothing" Me:Was Ms. Vacca here, today? Braden: No, we had 3 different teachers. Me: Who was that man? Was he your substitute? Braden: No, Ms. Vacca was sick today, so he helped us do our work. Me: I know, Braden, that is called a substitute teacher. Braden: I thought it was a substitooth, like Ms. Vacca had before.
Hello to all! We are going to attempt to provide you with an endless source of pictures, video and stories to ooh and aaah at until your heart is content. As Braden reminds Blake every morning as he leaves for work "don't be boring" we will try not to be boring! We thought life was interesting with Braden, now that we've added Mason to the mix we've learned new levels of parenthood!