Nights at the ball park

Both of my older boys are playing upper division little league. J in his second year of majors and B in his first year of AAA. Between their combined playing and practice schedule, we, as a family, are at the ball park six days a week- and we're not even in playoffs yet!

The thing is, even though it is quite intensive time-wise, I really like baseball season. The two little kids have a ball playing in the grass, dirt and flowers. There is always a little sibling to play with (and slide down dirt hills with!) We've been with the south league long enough that we've made good "baseball" friends with other parents. And it is a way to get out of the confines of our safe house to be outside every evening with fresh air and in our community. Not a bad way to transition out of winter and fully appreciate spring!

For you baseball nerds out there, I'll tell you that the family baseball gene has been passed on to our boys. Jer has been working with Jackson on playing catcher and he took to it like a fish to water. It is amazing to watch him play. Blake plays catcher as well and mimics the major league movements his dad taught him.

You don't hear a lot about the older boys on this blog partly because they are older and have a growing social life outside of the home with sports and school. However, I am proud as punch of them! They're my boys!