So, you know how I was telling you about my son starting teeball? I took him to the Astros game to show him how the game was played. Remember that?
I show up at the Y yesterday with family in tow. Mr. Big marches Jacob out onto the teeball field with kids that appeared to be of the same age group. The coach looked baffled. Come to find out the kids we were standing amongst were 5 year olds and they had already met and practiced twice this season. Doi!
I was baffled myself. So, the Y coordinator told us that they don't have a small stuff TEEBALL. They have a small stuff SOCCER! Ohhhhhh!!!!!!
So, Jacob is in SOCCER! Excuse me for confusing you, but his idiot mother signed him up for soccer all the while thinking he was going to play teeball. I was sort of bummed, but once I saw him and Mr. Big on the field playing soccer, I was thrilled. He loved it.
Thursdays at 6:30 will be our Soccer night. Joshua couldn't be anymore thrilled because his favorite thing in the entire world are BALLS! He clapped and waved at his brother all the while declaring "BALL!!!".
And, so much for that new baseball glove and cap! Yea.