Tis the season at Casa de Dwinell to be taken over, literally, by baseball. I'm happy to do it albeit, but it does leave little time for anything else around here.
I've got some catch up to do on the ole blog this week. Lot's of special stuff has been going on around this humble abode of mine and I have GOT to get it documented.
The boys have officially entered the world of Select/Elite baseball. We held it off as long as we could, but they love the sport and are good at the sport, and so support it we must!
We have gotten the routine down of hauling the kids, washing the uniforms, making arrangements for P during days of sun up to sun down ball, and packing a cooler with lots of snacks and ice cold Gatorade to make it through our weekends away from home. Its a different world, this tournament ball, but man the Mama's involved have it down to a science, and I am just trying to follow suit.
I'm reminded often of all the games I used to watch in high school for their Dad. I'd spend entire weekends either sweating or freezing just to watch him "possibly" pitch in a game. I loved watching him so much it was an easy choice. When the games were over, I hung on every word he said to me because I just adored him THAT much. Sometimes he was sweet and would give me the ever public side hug, and sometimes, depending on how the game went, he was way too intense and would head straight to the locker room breaking my heart and crushing my expectations. It was always a roller coaster and I loved every minute of it.
Fast forward 18 years, HOLY COW, and we have two twin boys that put me right back into that seat. I'm MUCH more mature now, so I don't allow my entire days happiness to ride on their acknowledgement during or after a game. However, I do get a warm proud feeling every time they look back and smile at me with their sweet dimples to say without saying....."Did you see that Mom?"
Of course I did baby, and I'm so proud of you is what I try to convey with my token thumbs up from the bleachers.
We do this weekend after weekend and we love every minute of it. Parker on the other hand, not so much, but she can usually find Nana around somewhere to entertain her for at least a bit. After years of doing cartwheels with sweet Kiley in the fields beside Dustin's games as a teenager, I don't feel all that bad when P pesters Nana. Its just the circle of life and maybe a little payback ; )
Before we know it, we will be running around town to gymnastics meets or cheer competitions for P. She just had to take an extended time out this year because of the broken arm. She starts back at it next week. I can't wait to see what she does.
Bosten is a first baseman and very very good at it. He consistently makes the outs happen no matter how the ball is thrown at him. That baby does the splits practically to keep the foot on the bag and make the catch. I am very proud of him. He hits too, which is awesome. He pitched his first game a few weeks ago in a kid pitch scrimmage and struck the batter out by throwing actual strikes. I'm excited about the potential of this Lefty as a pitcher in the future. I can tell you now, that his head will be his biggest obstacle. He is incredibly intense and expects a lot of himself. He will have to learn to "Clear the Mechanism" so to speak. Movie quote trivia........For the Love of the Game!
On a side note, Isn't Kevin Costner the best Actor/Baseball player ever? He nails those roles. Love watching him in all his baseball flicks.
Brooks is powerful and has made several sports center highlight reel catches as an outfielder this season. You know, the kind where they catch and roll and the ball actually stays in the glove. Its been fun to see his dimples clear across the field when he makes a good catch. He also plays a lot of Catcher and does really well there too. He is great at catching and turning quick to face the runner head on and make the out. I love watching the intensity of this situation and I love watching him succeed in that way. He hits hard anytime he gets hold of the ball. He lead the team off in the line up due to his consistent hitting. Very proud Mama!
Its so fun! I'll stop bragging on these sweet little monkey's now, but man I sure am grateful they found this outlet and that they enjoy it the way they do. It is exhausting at times, but the twinadoes are tame and focused when they are on the baseball field, and that is a sight to see for anyone that knows them.
