This round of T-ball is done and over!!! Three cheers for mom?!?! Okay, maybe that is giving myself too much credit. Tate did wonderful and was so fun to watch. But, don’t think I’m not waiting for my “I survived T-ball 2011” t- shirt. We played in nothing less then ridonkulous heat, and a mud puddle of a field every week. Me with three kids in tow, a jogging stroller, and a camera( yes, I’m dramatic) . I took no short cuts tonight, I even did the hip-hip- hooray-victory-throw(throwing child in the air over your head) the other dads were doing for there sons. Followed by extra park time, that included being savagely attack in a game of tag with a random child, and bath time for all. I don’t know, but I feel good about what I accomplished.
Did I mention my kids won’t stop asking for food? Growth spurts for all = more food and bigger clothes. EEK!
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