That’s right little man had his first t-ball game.
Crazy me volunteered to keep the score book…just this ONE year!
Many, many, more days and nights of double headers, rain delays and a trunk full of blankets and yard chairs.
God only knows how many wins and losses lay ahead of us. And a shiver just went down my back as I realized I will be near 50 when I finally have a spring free of attending more than my share of baseball games.
And sadly I think that it’s going to all go by so very, very fast.