C.R.U.N.C.H.

I was sitting in class this morning, zoning out while my professor told another story that was a total tangent of whatever it was we had been talking about, and realized if B could stay at my mom's tonight, he could sleep in a little, and N and I could go to his game on time and then they could meet us there.  B has decided that he's going to stay up all night at the Relay for Life with me on Saturday night, and since he has a 12:00 game tomorrow and we won't have time to take a nap, I figure the more sleep he can get, the better.  So, I text my mom...and she didn't respond.  Grrr!  When class ended a little later, I decided I'd go around the corner to her office and pitch my idea to her.  As I was getting ready to walk out of the classroom, my professor was talking to another student about something course-related.  He saw me leaving, and asked the student to wait a moment.  He nodded, confused, and the professor turned to me and said, "Okay, so here are a few tips I have for you to teach your boys about throwing." and proceeded to give me some tips on how I can help increase velocity and accuracy.  The other student just stared, and I almost giggled.  I love my former baseball coach professor.  He's just the sweetest!

I went over to my mom's office, and she thought it sounded like a great idea.  B is her grandson who loves to play board games, and he thinks his Nana is the best opponent.  I told her we could meet up after B's baseball game this evening, and make the exchange.  She agreed, and I was relieved that I would only have one kiddo to deal with tonight while I still wasn't feeling the absolute best.

I feel better, don't get me wrong...much, MUCH better.  But trying to wrangle two kids through baseball tonight, baseball tomorrow, AND the Relay?  I don't think I'd survive.  Okay, I might survive, but I'm not sure both of them would.  Since N won't be staying all night at the Relay (he has tryouts for a tournament team on Sunday afternoon, so he needs his rest), I figured getting him up earlier and going to his game would make the most sense.  Plus, I'm the team mom (I'd call my self the "hub" but that sounds a little presumptuous), and I have to make sure everyone has made the changes they need to make to their helmets...namely, putting face guards onto them.

Speaking of which...in the U7 league that B plays in, it's coach pitch.  The coaches always feel bad when they hit a kid on the leg or the hand or the back, but tonight the coach of the other team had to have felt AWFUL.  This kid was up to bat, and he threw the ball, and it hit him...right smack dab in the middle of his FACE.  I could hear it crunch from my seat in the bleachers, and there was a horrified gasp from pretty much everyone as the kid grabbed his face and started screeching in pain.  That poor little boy...he wouldn't let the coach touch his face, and man, I don't blame him one bit.  His mom ran out there and took him off to the side.  Someone got him a popsicle and an ice pack, and they got the bleeding to stop.  I didn't see how bad it was, but it HAD to hurt.  That coach kept pitching, but ended up hitting a couple more batters.

Because that kid was injured, they didn't have enough players, so N stepped in to "catch" for the opposing team.  That's when he got hit by OUR coach in the chin with the ball (I had just put his face guard back on) AND on the next pitch, his own brother (who was up to bat) hit him in the chin AGAIN with the bat.  He was not very thrilled by the time the game was over...but, to be fair, he DID volunteer.

Our Rangers lost the game, 15-10, but my B backed up the other B at first base and made a great out to end an inning.  He was so proud of himself!  He also acted as "pitcher" for a couple of innings, and had a blast.  He made a couple of good throws, but all of our boys were zoning out on the field tonight.  I hope they get some good rest tonight for our game tomorrow.

I know my B will.  He was headed to Nana's to climb a couple of trees, play a couple of games, and go to bed so he could wake up in the morning and water plants.

He's so busy!

Aubs