Cookie made his pitching debut last night...struck out five and only walked 3 while giving up 2 runs in a game his team won 9-7. I've said it before, but I am a zillion times more nervous watching my childrens' endeavors than I ever was when I was playing. The combination of wanting so badly for your child to have success and your absolute inability to influence the outcome is painful. His coach awarded him the game ball afterward and he beamed with pride. I think it might have made it into bed with him last night!
I've reverted to slug-like inactivity. I just can't find the motivation, and we're chasing our asses with kids activities. I'm determined that next week will be different, but I don't know how to make it happen.
Tommie's first communion was terrific. Always a good excuse to get together and drink some beer! it's the Catholic way!
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