Must be baseball season...

The weather was amazing today. I wish I was well enough to really get out and enjoy it. The closest I come these days is opening the windows and getting fresh air in the house. I do try to go out every now and then with the dogs, but they tend to pull at the leash, and I can't handle that just yet.

Tyler had a baseball game tonight. He actually played against the kids he played with last year (it's a long story, but hopefully it will have a happy ending next season). I wish I could tolerate sitting at an entire game, but about 20 minutes in on the metal bleachers, my back is screaming at me. I went tonight because my cousin Leslie was playing on the field behind Tyler's right before his game, so my Aunt, Grandma, and even Dad and brother Dale were all there. I didn't last as long as I wish I could have, but I didn't feel as bad because my Grandma and her bad hip didn't last long, either.

Something about youth baseball that brings out the crazies, though. I think I have it figured out every now and then, but essentially I think it's parents who have nowhere else to take out their aggressions. Can't take it out at work, they'll lose their job. Can't take it out on the kids, someone would call CPS. So they scream at each other, coaches, and the umps at the games. Sucks for the kids, really. I saw it when my brother played ball growing up, and I see it now with Tyler and the kids his age.

Today, I am thankful that Tyler does not seem to be affected or weighed down by the screaming and negativity of other people, and genuinely just has fun while he plays. I am thankful that, no matter what happens on the field or at the plate, he comes out of the dugout smiling every time. I'm very proud of him for having the clarity to know what really matters.

Hope everyone has a Happy Mother's Day tomorrow. I plan on sleeping in, staying in my pjs as long as I can, and hopefully, Matt will cook me a wonderful dinner tomorrow night!!

xoxox
~Erica