It's my birthday. Yay me. We went for a hike, which was awesome. We have practice. Laundry, dishes, meals to make... same ol' same ol', except now I am officially older. But, I'll write more on that later.
Will isn't really enjoying Allstars. Neither are we. I still think it's great practice for him. Found out the only reason there are four 9 year olds on the 9/10 team is to make the team legal for the tournament. In larger areas, their is the 6-8 year olds, 9-10, and 11-12's or something like that. Not here, because there aren't enough boys. So basically, he is a filler spot. There has been a bit of politics, too. Not that big of a deal, but it's still painful. I keep reminding Will (and myself) that he only started in the middle of March. Three months ago we bought him a glove and some balls. We were not a baseball family (who had the time?), so he is still doing well considering. But, he is definitely not the best on the team by any means. I was talking to the first baseman's mom and asked how long he had been playing...7 years. Yikes. The great thing that has come out of this? Our whole family is a little more active because of it. We play "Pickle" together. Ryan and Will spend time together. Ed is determined to master a skill and play next year. He will be SO FUNNY. I have a hard time picturing him playing right now. He'll be a great daisy picker...
I just took a quiz to find out which "Golden Girl" I am. I'm Sophia. The old one. Hahaha! I love her.
My guitar skills are...well, let's just say I'm working on building up my callouses. And, I tried "La Cucaracha" for Will. I'm teaching my "Peace in the Valley" by Elvis. It's been 6 days since I started, and this is where I need to be patient with myself. I get frustrated trying to change chords and having to take forever to do that. Slow and steady wins the race, right?
I am training for a 10k and need to lose a little weight. Slow and steady wins the race, right?