Baseball lights, that is... Tonight was B's first night game, and it was so much fun! I obviously use the term "night" loosely, as it was still light for at least an hour after we finished, but still. He thought it was awesome that he had a "night" game before his brother did this season.
U7 baseball is hilarious. The parents are so into it when it's their child, and really open to laughing about anything. Unless it's their son. Then it's serious and stressful. I was just thrilled that B hit the ball each time he was up to bat. He hit three doubles in the game, and got the "Hammer" award. All that means is that he'll get stickers on Monday, so he's super excited. It's all about the stickers on helmets these days. I guess. N doesn't really get it either.
I had to leave the game early to get N to a make-up practice, so I didn't get to see the last double he hit, but they did win 10-5, so that's exciting! At N's practice, they worked hard in the hour they were there, and N was exhausted (and starving) by the time we finished. B's dad took him to eat dinner (read: took him to a carnival instead), and I had originally promised the boys an "out to eat" night, so N and I hit Chick Fil-A, then came home to watch the Rangers.
It was a pretty low key evening, but that's perfect because tomorrow morning, we have to be at the ball fields early for N's game, then I have to leave halfway through to get B to his game. What a hectic morning! My mom's coming to the game tomorrow, so I'll have another set of eyes in case I miss anything.
Speaking of missing anything...I finally had class (for the first time in a month) this morning. It was weird. After being off for that long, it's hard to remember where we were, and he goes off on so many tangents, that it's hard to figure it out even if you take notes.
Also, it doesn't look like we're going to move into the cute little duplex. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed, but he was wanting entirely too much up front, and I'm okay with passing on it for that. If it was right for my boys and me, it would've worked out. I also found out that the family who lives below us is moving in the next month or so, which thrills N to no end because he doesn't like the smell. They're perfectly nice, but they are an Indian family, and they cook a ton of Indian food. It can be overpowering at times, and there have been a few times where I've changed my shirt before walking out the door because it smelled like curry, but that's life in an apartment. If we don't find anywhere else, then we stay put.
What else are we going to do? I've had a lot of interest on the job front, too, so that's pretty spectacular. I'm looking forward to finding something that will be a good fit for my boys and me...and juggling schedules as a result. Lucky for me...I love a challenge.
I just need to master challenging one thing at a time.
Maybe.
Aubs
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