Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Baseball Season

Wilson's first real baseball season has come and gone.



His team played great . . .



And Wilson learned a ton and played extremely well!





For those of you that haven't had the pleasure of enduring a Texas youth baseball season, here's the scoop. You know it's baseball season when...

1. You find yourself saying, "Oh, I can't. I'll be at the ball fields watching a game" A LOT.


2. You are constantly tripping over balls, bats, and gloves which are laying around the house.

3. Your one-year-old is loyal only to his brother's baseball and bat, which he religiously carries around and then screams when you try to pry it from his fleshy hands.



4. You have blisters on your hands from scrubbing the peevish red dirt from the white polyester baseball uniform pants (which it will never come out regardless--Darn you baseball pants!)


5. You look in your back yard and you see a baseball diamond cut out of the grass. We really have one, thanks to a very enthusiastic dad/coach.

Great job Wil! We are so proud of you!

7 comments:

Jamber (more Amber than Jaron) said...

Take me out to the ball game!
GO WILSON!

Babs said...

Those Texans take their sports seriously! Watch out for football season.

Rebecca said...

We need you guys to move back here--Andrew's coach this season was not the best. I'm glad he had a good season! Oh ya, and try Oxi Clean--that stuff works wonders on red baseball field dirt!

Maddy said...

How cute are you guys in your matching red and black?? I LOVE that picture. You guys are so fun! Miss you lots.

Quincy Sorensen said...

We would LOVE to watch Wilson play. I think you've got years of baseball-watching ahead of you. How fun! And I love the family picture . . . you guys are so cute. xoxoxo

Kristin Chesnik said...

Way to go Wilson!

Justin said...

First of all, how can Wilson be old enough for this. The last time I saw him I think he was just crawling.

Second of all, I love the passion you guys have for baseball and sharing it with your boys. Maybe Brett could "virtually" coach my future boy(s) on some baseball skills. I'll take care of the baseball diamond in the backyard.