Baseball chronicled

Yes, I am a blogging fool today. I figured since I've basically neglected this space for so many months, I may as well try to pump some life back into it. I plan to post a couple more times today, if the day doesn't get the better of me. We now have a long list of to-dos: work out, take Betty to dog park, go to regular park, lunch, quiet time and then paint.

So below are some photos from Wilder's baseball season. I was his head coach, which was a position I never really felt suited for, but it got more comfortable as the season wore on. And, luckily, I had about five parents who acted as assistant coaches for me.

These photos are taken by my good friend Michele Nakari. She is an amazing shooter. Her son Gavin is Wilder's buddy and Gavin was on the team, too. I'm so psyched to have these memories, so thanks, Michele! Most of the shots are of Wilder, but there are a couple at the end that I just love.

Wilder tags out a runner. This was HUGE.

At bat. He struggled so much at the beginning of the season, but by the end, he was hitting at almost every at bat. I was a proud coach and a prouder mama.

Go buddy!

Headed for first.

High-fiving a coach.

High-fiving another coach (aka "Mom")

Nice baseball duds, eh?

I love this shot so much.

I love this one, too, mostly because I look like a real coach in it. Wilder looks scared, but he wasn't. I was explaining to him that since no one was on second base, he did not have to run unless I told him to. I told him to, he scored, yay!

This is me consoling one of my players, John. He was bummed that he struck out, I think.

When I interviewed for the (volunteer) coach position, the rec coordinator asked me what I hoped to accomplish as a coach. I gave all the usual answers, then told him I hoped the kids would have fun and make lasting friendships. He said no one had ever given him that last bit as an answer before, that he really loved that and that he could tell I was a mom. I think this picture proves that we met that goal. :-) It was, I think, our second to last game.