Softball....from a different view.

Man how time flies. I swear I blinked and suddenly this softball season is over. And I have not written about it once! Shameful I tell you.

So far, the season can be summed up in one sentence. What a difference a year makes!

Remember? This was Sydney last year:

Timid, unsure of herself, afraid to swing the bat and barely able to catch a ball. And look at her now:

A lean, mean, Lexington catching machine with plenty of attitude.

But wait! Something else is different this year to. Sometimes....when the catchers gear comes off....she does this:

and I can hardly watch. A mother's nervous system can only take so much. I really have no idea where this child came from.

These girls....my girl...all of them together. Formidable opponents to say the least. With 5 out of the 11 being first timers, they finished the season 13 and 4 with a 3rd place finish out of 12 teams.

Congratulations Lexington Minor girls on a job very well done!

The Coach Pitch Cronicles.

It has been a long time since I have seen anything as amusing as Andrew's first coach pitch game. I constantly have to keep reminding myself that he is only 5 and that, although his attention span runs in spurts of 2.3 seconds, he may someday possess the ability to play like his sister. Behold the play-by-play:

He hit this ball, did a good job I might add, and ran to first base. (Oh, and yes he bats lefty, no he is not left handed and yes he is strange)

The next batter hit the ball and so he ran to second base...

Well, he started too but see then he noticed his friend from preschool standing there in the outfield and decided to stop for a chat. It took a moment for it to sink in that everyone was yelling for him to run to second base. Well, maybe not everyone. Maybe just his picture snapping, psychotic mother. Man that woman is crazy!

Somehow he made it to second but left his friend hanging mid-sentence.

Not really. But he sure looks distraught. Probably because he was cold. We had a strange weather phenomenon late yesterday. It was windy! Who would have thought!

Here is that 2.3 seconds I was talking about. The majority of the time he looked like this:

This is my personal favorite:

And all a mother can say is, at least he is having fun!