It's 7am and Evie's been up since 6. She's dressed in her swimsuit AND cap, ready for swim team practice. For the next 35 weekdays, she and William will be at the pool burning off some kid energy right off the bat. I love swim team :) William took several private lessons prior to trying out, and this year they accepted him on the team. I'm convinced that nothing teaches kids to swim better than this, and at $80 for the summer, it's a bargain. (And since I'm a really, really, really awful swimmer, I'm so glad they're learning to do it well. Maybe I should take some lessons!)
William has decided he wants to play baseball this fall instead of soccer, because he thinks Wii Baseball is super fun. I've tried explaining to him that Wii Baseball is not the same as spending two hours at a game two or three times a week, waiting either for your turn to bat or for the ball to come your way so you can catch it, but he's not having any of it. So we've bought him a bat, and yesterday Matt took Evie and William to the batting cages (because now she wants to ditch soccer and play SOFTBALL!) I think he was impressed with how they did, but after swinging at over 100 balls, the blister on William's thumb brought on the waterworks. Do all young boys cry at the drop of a hat? I see a batting glove in our future, and many hours spent at the ball park waiting come this fall. (Have I told you that I played softball one summer in 7th grade? Right field, never caught a ball, stomach cramps every time it was my turn at bat. LOATHED it. But that's my issue, not theirs.)
William has also finally complained enough about practicing the piano that I've given up arguing with him over it. (William means 'strong-willed warrior' - not sure about the warrior part, but strong-willed is once again us hitting the nail on the head name-wise.) So both my kids have quit piano, but William's the one that bugs me, because he really has a lot of talent, however there is no sense wasting money & time if he's not going to practice. I've taken over his slot, and for the first time in 20 years am taking piano lessons! I've been wanting to do this forever, and am enjoying having a reason to sit down and practice. Maybe someone will get inspired & want to try again :)
Yesterday while Matt & company were at the batting cages, I took Sarah and Jason to play mini golf right next door. It was a perfect, overcast & not too hot day for mini golf, and they both had so much fun :) And yes, William complained loudly that he didn't get to play mini golf, never mind that we were there just so he could practice batting. Sometimes there is no pleasing people :)
A belated Happy Father's Day to the fathers in my life, my wonderful husband Matt, who is the best man I know & I'm so grateful to have in my life to call my own (why he chose me, I have no idea, but I won the husband jackpot & I know it!) and my dad Howard, who taught me right from wrong & is one of the most caring people I know. I love you both and hope you had a great day!
I played softball when I was a kid and I loved it! I also played piano too and have often thought about playing again but I don't have a piano to practice on.
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I never played sports because I'm afraid of balls....which if you read my tweets on Friday you would not believe.
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I loved playing piano and would have continued but our piano had to be sold when I was a teenager.
Maybe I'll play again someday.
I'm so glad you decided to take that spot for piano lessons! Who knows - maybe the kids will see how much fun it can be and try it again. Then you all can travel as a family piano-playing band! Great pictures in this post!
ReplyDeleteI can play two songs on the piano.
ReplyDeleteI played the clarinet when I was a kid. No idea why. I wanted to play violin. But when it came to sign up, I choked...and checked clarinet. I did that a lot, come to think of it...I should have stayed in therapy longer...my own mind fascinates me.
little buddy is getting so big and so cute...I am going to eat his face off when he is here! I wont really. That sounds scary. But that is how cute I think he is.
We have a pitch back here...a hundred baseball bats, and plenty of balls to go around ;-) And a very talented ball handler (no, I am not talking about myself)...but rather, Jack...who would love to throw a ball around with William.
Or maybe not.
He may just be rude and want no part of your kids...just a warning.
and on that note...se ya soon!