I have logged years watching baseball and Little League. If we weren't freezing or sweating our hineys off at the local ball park, we were watching White Sox baseball on TV. This is what life is like when you live with boys.
Baseball is one of those things I miss about Colin growing up. Evenings were planned--we were at the field grabbing a concession stand dinner and settling in on our folding chairs for a little entertainment. Some games were better than others, but they were never dull. And the parents even more so. Gees, I don't miss Little League parents--dads in particular. They are some competitive creatures.
It's sad now that I see those lights and I don't have anyone playing at the fields anymore. I sit out in the yard and hear the ping of the bat, knowing that there is someone's kid out there on that field growing up way too fast. I think of the mom's bundled up, handing cash over to the little ones to buy anything sugar at the concession stand, and the dads in the dugout discussing pitching rules with each other. Somehow I don't think things have changed much over the years.
I can remember sitting there thinking that some of those games would never end. I look back now and realize how truly fast they were. How come we didn't know that then?
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Yes they grow up too fast don't they. My youngest is now a dad himself.
I can't relate to sports as I hate them all... equally... ;)
But I do miss children playing outside, writing with sidewalk chalk, running through sprinklers and throwing water balloons at each other!
Kids and summer ~ they both go by quickly!
Happy Friday Lin!
xo Catherine
Get rested up, Ma'am. In a mere dozen or so years you may be watching a grandchild playing PeeWee ball. [Hadn't thought of that, had you?]
Oh man, I think ben did that one season... oh how he hated it. LOL The weird thing was he was really good at it.
It was soccer here.
Just found out oldest boy here is moving 3000 miles away. This post made Betty tear up today.....
Charming little essay - empty nest syndrome is hitting you hard. I have always been charmed by your obvious love of parenthood.
I went to quite a few myself; first for my brothers and then soccer for my goddaughters.
Some parents are quite out of control
You know, it's really a special gift that you are able to write how you feel about being a mom and share with others as well as your kids. My kids all have fur but I enjoy your stories and although I've never been one to want non-furkids of my own, I appreciate moms so much more because of you!
Awh, well the great part about life is that it's cyclical. Even though we don't always want to think about aging, it's good to know that in 10ish years you'll have grandkids who's games you get to watch:) Or you could just go hang out and be the creepy nostalgic lady that sits at other kids' baseball games. Heheh.
When I lived close to a park I always wanted to go to a Little League game and cheer on the kids. The only thing that held me back were the thoughts of the neurotic parents overcoaching their kids on the sidelines. Growing up sure is hard on us parents!
I have some wonderful memories of the little league years. One of the teams that my son was on had the best group of parents and the year was amazingly fun. It was sad to see the boys grow and move to other teams. This was a nice trip down memory lane :)
Mary Ann--Sheesh. Where does the time go???
Catherine--I'm not sure it was the sport as much as what he was into at the time and how many hours we spent cheering him on. It's weird that it is over when we thought that it would never end back then.
Vanilla--I didn't think of that! Oh, I'm gonna be somebody's g'ma someday???! SCARY!
Tracy--Col wasn't that good AND he didn't like it much, but he did it anyway. Boys and sports are a tough thing--especially if you aren't good. It will KILL your self-esteem. Ugh.
Betty--Oh, Betty! Where is he going???! I'm hoping it is close to me and then you can come visit us both!! ;) Hugs, pally. Just think that now you have a vacation spot.
Grace--It's weird what sparks those feelings, Grace. Take the lights--I was doing fine until they turned them on and reminded me of what was.
Pricilla--Oh, the parents are AWFUL! Worse than the kids.
Beaded Tail--Not everyone likes this motherhood job and I appreciate that--god knows it is a tough job. I never thought I would enjoy the kids as much as I do--but then again, I enjoy a lot of things that most people do not!
Nancy--Oh, wouldn't that be weird!! I could go volunteer for the concession stand duty and everyone would be wondering who I am! Hahahaha!
Chocolate--We still walk over or ride our bikes to peek at a game for a bit. And the parents never change--loud mouths and LOTS of advice. Ugh.
Ann--Isn't it great when the parents are fun too??! It just makes the season.
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