You know...I could complain about how tired I am. I could complain that there is not enough time in a day. I can say that I'm working hard and running home for just enough time to run right back out with the kids about every week night for some sort of practice. I could complain about the condition my house is in. I could also complain about...well, who cares really?
Or I could be thankful for it all. I love running out to baseball so quickly after work. I love watching her run from here to there while her brother plays.
I love that my love bought her a ring pop without me knowing, and how he seemed to want one too.
I love their cheeks.
I love how he anticipates who is getting the game ball after every game.
I love that last Friday night it was all his because he rocked a home run and made a fabulous defensive play. I love how his hat is pushing his ears down in this picture. Oh, and the missing teeth! I love how he looked for us to make sure we witnessed his accomplishment. I love how he immediately put down the snack and came towards me because he knew I would be tossing the camera for a hug in like two seconds.
I love that my love captured all this on video simultaneously, and I can watch it when I'm 80.
I loved seeing him so proud and completely unaware that they lost the game by two points. He was the star and to him...that's a win.
I love that our team added all the kids names to their jerseys.
And guess what else? I love the playground there.
I love these three human beings so much it hurts.
I love how the sport brings us together, gets us out of the house and away from the dirty dishes. I love he's a Giant.
I love this beautiful child who is a twin to one of Jonah's teammates. I love how much time she spends with Jesse as if they were the same age. I love the admiration Jesse has for her.
It's amazing to watch. She copies her every move and this beautiful, wonderful child doesn't even mind.
I'm just feeling very blessed tonight. I would rather run like a chicken with my head cut off than not run at all. I really have no plans of stopping...ever.
Well, except for maybe Sunday mornings. Everyone needs a day.