1, 2, 3 Strikes your out at the Ol' Ball Game!!!

What have we been doing every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday night for the last 8 weeks? Baseball my friends, baseball in grand form! At first we had just started Carter because Taylor was still adamant she didn't want to play. If you know me, you know how much this pained me. However, at the last moment she got the fever. Brennan was heartbroken because he wasn't old enough(had to be five). I went home and thought, "I think I should be one of those parents that tries to squeeze my child in because he only missed the deadline by 2 weeks." I really detest those parents, but I became one for that moment and am glad I did! They said yes and that created another day we would be driving 35 minutes to the base to watch baseball. We invited the Elders to come and watch because it was their PDay and thought it might be fun. Tee-ball is interesting, that is all I have to say. I miss back in my time where they taught us the rules of the game from the beginning, none of this everyone gets a turn stuff and strikes don't matter. blah!

Carter on 2nd

Carter had a desire to pitch again, and so he asked his coach if he could have a go at it. He pitched a few times and he does have a fireball behind that arm of his, he just struggles a bit with aim. Carter's coach did a great job at switching the positions the kids were playing so that they got a good feel about what to do no matter where they were.

One small person was a big fan of the baseball games when they were held at the extra sandy fields!

During baseball season Elder J left us and we were excited that we could buy them some good ol' Taco Bell before he left. Their PDay was on a Tuesday that week, so they had the pleasure of seeing a bit more actual baseball with Carter's game. Carter hit a few home-runs, and those would always happen right after I left to head to Young Women's. At the games where I didn't go to Young Women's he would ask me to close my eyes so that he did well. Great feeling to be the bad luck charm.

Good-Bye Elder J--another great missionary who was only here a short time. 

Taylor sporting her curly hair ready for the game!

Carter tried pitching over and over, and he would get so stressed that the game seem to 'revolve' around his ability to throw a good pitch. He tried out catcher and that seemed a bit more fitting for him.(insert Hollie excitement here) He enjoyed the constant movement and found himself a lot more pleased with his talent that way. Yes, I was giddy every time he threw that gear on, I can't help it.

The one child who wasn't sure she wanted to play is the one that seems to have a natural talent for it. (Let's be honest, she gets that from me.) She was the only 7 year old I saw squatting while playing catcher, if she missed the ball she would go after it and was full on the whole time. I loved hearing other parents say, "just swing the bat like Taylor." Mike and I are both very competitive people, so yes I will admit we were doing a little happy dance inside.

Her swing is gorgeous, but the connections were tough on her...she got better and better as the season went on and I think will really enjoy playing again next year. 

I felt sad we didn't get the best pictures of Brennan, he was so excited each game. The organization was kind of a mess from his coach, but he did the best he could. At the end of the day, Brennan hit the ball, ran the bases, and will be getting a trophy, so he is happy.

We drove a lot, it was stressful because our kids were still in school because of going to an English school, but I think it was worth it for each of them. Let's hope where ever we might be next year we will be closer to the events and have even more fun!

I will post a picture of all three of them with the trophies when we go pick them up. We left rather abruptly after baseball season was over for our holiday.