Thursday, January 22, 2009
Caleb: My big man is 4 going on 30. He is my thinker. He demands logic and a typical '4 year old' response to a question is simply not sufficient. He is wise beoynd his years and his ability to speak is the quality that I love the most about him as well as the the quality that causes us to but heads most often. We have recently signed him up for t-ball and I have to say that I have been waiting on the day that he could step on to a field and swing a bat since he was in the womb. I'm incredibly excited, I hope so much that he enjoys playing. I'm trying very hard to be aware of the fact that my competitive nature is abnormal...it's hard for me to watch JT and Eli play ball without coaching from the stands and Ben has informed be that I do not want to be 'that mom'....so I'm going to try extremely hard to just soak it all in and laugh at the munchkins running the bases backwards but I'm not making any promises about the whole 'we don't keep score in t-ball' line of garbage :)
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