It was a humid scorcher at the ball park last night. And, despite a valiant effort, the Yankees were unable to pull off a win - losing to the White Sox 11-1. It was a shocker, given that the White Sox had the worst record in the league with only 3 wins this season. But last night they were a different team. They hit and fielded like...um...10 year olds? While the Yankees merely played an 8 year old's game. This agegroup is so unpredictable. One night your best hitter will be the biggest, strongest dude and the next night he'll act as if he's never held a bat while the little fellow from right field will clock it to the fence. It's crazy but so much fun.
Cole had some great fielding last night. He was, yet again, our 2nd baseman and really has gotten the hang of that position. At one point, the guy dove out sideways toward the bag (and by "sideways" I mean the kid's body was HORIZONTAL in the air) to grab the ball and hum it to first for an out. I looked over both shoulders to see if there were any agents nearby. Apparently not. He was awesome out there but didn't have a good night of batting. Two ups resulted in a quick return to the dugout with a discouraged and frustrated boy quickly losing steam. So, we're out. Sadly, the Cubs (the team we barely beat for first place in the regular season) ended up with only 7 players showing up to their game and were forced to forfeit. So the #1 and #2 teams are done. We silently hope that the White Sox come through to win the whole thing. What a wonderful season! Way to go Yankees!
Despite the heat wave, Ivy enjoyed her usual snacks from the small strip of shade behind the dugout. Not a peep from Miss Priss the entire game. She ate goldfish and chips of ice and watched each inning like she knew what was to come. She doesn't walk yet (although she's very close) so she doesn't care to sit in the stroller for a period of time. As soon as she takes off, I'm sure I'll miss more of the games due to the chasing of this girl.
We just found out that Cole was chosen for the 8U All Stars this year and we are so excited! At the ceremony this morning, they called out each all star where each boy received a tee-shirt with the names of the all stars on the back. Super cool!
It was a humid scorcher at the ball park last night. And, despite a valiant effort, the Yankees were unable to pull off a win - losing to the White Sox 11-1. It was a shocker, given that the White Sox had the worst record in the league with only 3 wins this season. But last night they were a different team. They hit and fielded like...um...10 year olds? While the Yankees merely played an 8 year old's game. This agegroup is so unpredictable. One night your best hitter will be the biggest, strongest dude and the next night he'll act as if he's never held a bat while the little fellow from right field will clock it to the fence. It's crazy but so much fun.
Cole had some great fielding last night. He was, yet again, our 2nd baseman and really has gotten the hang of that position. At one point, the guy dove out sideways toward the bag (and by "sideways" I mean the kid's body was HORIZONTAL in the air) to grab the ball and hum it to first for an out. I looked over both shoulders to see if there were any agents nearby. Apparently not. He was awesome out there but didn't have a good night of batting. Two ups resulted in a quick return to the dugout with a discouraged and frustrated boy quickly losing steam. 
Despite the heat wave, Ivy enjoyed her usual snacks from the small strip of shade behind the dugout. Not a peep from Miss Priss the entire game. She ate goldfish and chips of ice and watched each inning like she knew what was to come. She doesn't walk yet (although she's very close) so she doesn't care to sit in the stroller for a period of time. As soon as she takes off, I'm sure I'll miss more of the games due to the chasing of this girl. 
Cole's baseball team, the Yankees, won the 8U Minors regular season with a record of 12 wins & only 3 losses. The tournament starts tonight at 5:30 with a game against the White Sox who finished the season 3W/11L in last place. Of course, at this age, they are rather unpredictable so the White Sox could come in with a good game and knock the Yankees out in game 1. I'll let you know what happens. Here's a pic of Cole getting the game ball at last week's game. Coach Yawn calls him the team leader because, as second baseman, he is the loudest man on the field, pumping everyone up and telling them what to do for the next play. It is amazing how far these boys have come since last year. It's like watching a real ball team rather than watching some boys kick dirt around and stare into space in the outfield. So much fun!
the snowcones and to play with his new buddy, Isaiah Oakley, the younger brother of Yankee pitcher/1st baseman Caleb. Cooper and Isaiah usually drag Jason to the snack bar a few seconds into inning 1. Coop feels like part of the team and heads to the team meeting on the bleachers after each game with full expectation that he will be receiving the team snack and drink. He is great at paying attention to the coach's announcements and chomps away on his snack like he's one of the guys. Super cool.
Our house is on the market and we are constantly trying to keep it "showable" with three kids running around. It is a challenge, to say the least, since every meal leaves most of the food under the table rather than in their bellies. So, with a continuous flow of laundry, mowing, vacuuming, sweeping, etc...we aim to stay within 2 hours of walking out the door for a showing. Lord, help us!
