Eye of the Tiger

The T-ball Gods were with us today. It's been 95 degrees for three days, and this morning, it broke. Just in time for Game 2. We played the Royal Blue team (we're orange). The six year old is one of the stars of the team. I admit that I'm biased (being his mother and all). But...he is. It probably helps that he's almost 2 years older than half the team. We'll take what we can get. That...and I think the Attention Span Fairy has finally paid a visit to our house (at least where he's concerned).

The 3 year old...well. She batted once, looked really cute in her outfit and in the team photo and loooves the after-game snack, but that's about all she cares to deal with. Oh, and she likes her pink mit and her pink bat. She spent the rest of the time fanning herself in the bleachers and taking a "nap" with her new stuffed Bichon.

All I gotta say is watch out Red team, you're in our cross hairs next week and I'm Snack Mom. Grrrr.

Robin