Take Me Out to the Ballgame . . . Again
After a less-than-enjoyable night before at the baseball fields due to the fact that I was stuck blessed with two unbelievably whiny young boys and that our team took a whoopin’ from a team we had previously whooped on (As Boy #1 would say, ‘We got pwned’), I wasn’t...
Baseball—An Observation of Opposites
This past Saturday we could be found where we spend every Saturday from April to June — Prairie Ridge Sports Complex. Home of 15 baseball fields and (I’m certain) the windiest spot in the Northern Hemisphere. Fortunately, this weekend was a wee bit more enjoyable than the previous weekend....
Serving up Monday Topped with a Dollop of Guilt
I hate missing my kids’ activities, as all us moms do. Sunday was one of those days when I had committed to helping my Bible study group cook and serve a meal at church but had to miss Boy #1’s baseball scrimmage to do so. After serving the meal,...