We were a family divided this weekend. My husband and seven-year-old daughter flew to Virginia to attend a family wedding. My ten-year-old son and I stayed home so he could play in a baseball tournament.
Nothing says SUMMER like weddings and baseball, right?
And nothing says FUNNY like the things that came out of my kids’ mouths about weddings and baseball.
Going to the Chapel
My daughter was thrilled to be going to a wedding and told me as much:
“I’m going to see people kiss, I’m going to see a pretty dress, and I’m NOT going to a baseball tournament!” she said, ticking off her points on her fingers. “In your face!” she added for good measure.
Me thinks someone’s
been dragged attended too many of her brother’s baseball games in her lifetime.
In case you’re wondering, she and my husband had a great time at the wedding.
Who’s on First
Meanwhile, my son and I had two baseball games on Saturday and one very early Sunday morning at 8 am. The coach wanted us there for warm-ups at 7:15. I informed my son Saturday night that we would need to leave early for his game Sunday morning. His response surprised me:
Me: We have to leave for your baseball game no later than 6:45 am. What time do you wanna get up?
10yo: 6 am
Me: 6 am!! How long does it take you to put on your uniform and eat a bowl of cereal? How about 6:30?
10yo: MOM! 6 am. I have to do all that and I need some “Me time”.
In case you’re wondering, his baseball team finished the tournament with a respectable record of 2 wins and 1 loss. His Sunday morning “Me time” may (or may not) have contributed to his team’s Sunday morning win.
How about you? How’s your summer going so far? Kids playing baseball or going to weddings? Getting some “Me time”?