Denise
Today both boys had baseballs games.

Grandma and Grandpa were here and so was Camper J for respite.

Older Boy's baseball coach told us to be there at 8AM....for a 10:30AM game. Really? We thought the game was at 8:30. Because, honestly, why would you have seventh and eighth graders be there two and a half hours before their game?

Older Boy's team won 13-0. He got a couple of hits. He played right field. A pop fly went to him and it popped out of his glove. I was super proud of him for not exploding when it happened. He felt bad for another kiddo that wasn't getting much playing time so he volunteered to sit on the bench during the last inning so the other kiddo could play. He told me about it after the game. What a thoughtful thing to do!!

Younger Boy's team won, too. Not sure what the score was. Younger Boy got upset when he struck out, but one of the coaches talked to him IMMEDIATELY about being a good sport. In the next inning Younger Boy made a solo double play while playing first base. He caught a pop fly and then went and touched the base, because the runner had ran to second base. He was THRILLED.

Grandma and Grandpa ran into an old friend from their hometown who lives here now. They spent quite a bit of time catching up with him. It was a good time killer for them during our two hour wait.

Praises for sunscreen since we were at the field all morning. Priases for Camper J having patience while watching game after game of baseball without complaining. Praises for Grandma and Grandpa helping get ready and taking care of baseball snacks.
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