After all the years of predawn departures for swim meets, we've embarked upon a new adventure: Baseball.
Lizzy was easy. All she ever wanted to do was swim. This time around life is not so simple. I fear that soccer and basketball are in my future and I'm not so sure how I feel about that. I understand swimming. I get that I can travel hours to watch my kid compete for a sum total of about 1 minute and 47 seconds. Now I'm one of those "other" moms and you know what? That's not a bad thing. Knowledge is freedom. Right? Right?! Oh, please tell me I'm right!
This is kind of how I felt today:
But seeing this look on my kid's face changed everything and even though I still long for the smell of chlorine, it made it all worthwhile!
Baseball: It's going to be very, very good for me!
