Monday, May 12, 2008

Connecting on the sweet spot

Kent his his first home run Saturday while playing on the B-team for Winslow Township High School. Barely 15, he is one of the stars on the team while still only in the 9th grade. I remember how I used to wonder if his hand-eye coordination would ever catch up to the size of his feet! He said the team they were playing brought in a player to pitch that also pitches for the varsity team. He threw Kent a fastball up high, just inside the plate. Kent turned on it and sent a high fly way over Winslow's "monster" in left field. Never much for words or elaboration, I asked Kent how it felt when he realized the ball had cleared the fence - "cool" was his response. He also said he had a big smile on his face when his teammates greeted him at home plate.

I remember the feeling of the ball hitting the bat right on the sweet spot. It's like the bat never really touches the ball. I hope all my kids experience that feeling of perfection numerous times. Word.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Top This One

Think you had a bad weekend? Try this one...

1) Way behind on getting ready for a garage sale, we drag out EVERY possible thing to sell.
2) But can't go through it all, because we get water damage to our bathroom, master closet, master bedroom, and hallway
3) All the dehumidifiers and dryers that are brought in cause the house to get very hot
4) Brett doesn't tolerate heat well, and has multiple seizures
5) Garage sale stuff gets done at the last minute, but does make it to the curb by 8 AM start
6) Starts raining about 9:30, just after we move furniture into the driveway to sell
7) Decide that making $250 for a garage sale that took about 20 hours to prepare for is not worth it
8) Some dang mexican steals a $5 wall shelf
9) Brett is up most of the night, so we are too tired to make it to Abby's first birthday party
7) The "hot house" causes the AC unit to freeze

Oh, well, Brett is better, Clay had an awesome visit, Abby turned 1, I fixed the AC, the insurance auditor is coming tomorrow, and I didn't mention fart one time in this blog. There is always a silver lining, right?