No Spring in Anything

This past weekend was tough. I had prepped food for us enough for the week, but that was still not adequate to give us what we needed to make it through this transition week. We had something to do every single night this week. Monday, Brandon had practice, while I worked with Peyton on her math packet and piano. Tuesday, Peyton had girl scouts while Dave and Brandon went to her batting practice to help their coach. Peyton had to design and get started on her Powder Puff derby car, which is due next week. She chose a minion shape/design. Wednesday, both kids had games. Brandon was upset because he was picked up from drama to be sent directly to the game. He was not happy again about this, but he got over. Their team was the home team, and they went down 2 runs in the first inning. They held the other team to just those two runs for 4 more innings. In the bottom of the 5th, Brandon was up with a runner on second. He hit a ball that had been pitched in the dirt first. He got yelled at by the first base coach. (Dave was coaching Peyton’s game). He picked himself back up, and looked at another pitch or two before hitting.

He took it down the third base line for a double, scoring the runner at second! Then, he came in on another hit, scoring the tying run. Later, the team held the other team in the 6th, and then two more batters got on, at first and third. The runner at first stole second, so we had runners at second and third. With two outs, the batter up hit it down the third base line. After it passed the runner, he took off for home.

They kept their winning streak alive! They are three and zero. We wrapped up, and RAN over to Peyton’s game. We got the last inning of her game, just in time to see her pitch. She had a couple of strikes, but she did get too many balls, with the coach pitch in play. The team score was dismal, but I think they had at least one run. Poor team. Such a difference in the two teams this year.

Thursday, we had Peyton’s practice, and all four of us helped out. Brandon helped out with one of the players, and he also read his book. Dave had his last straw with the coach, when he recommended another drill to avoid a safety concern and she told me, “Please go make the net.”

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Saturday, Dave got to coach without the manager but he had her line up. The league officials came out, along with our former travel coach, who had this year’s manager/head coach on his team last year. He said he was so surprised that she decided to manage, as she didn’t do much with his team last year. It was good to see an actual “COACH” out. She had emailed him and let him know that she appreciated all the managers she’d been with in the past because it was hard work. He wanted to talk to her and was disappointed he missed out. I gave him the rundown, no holds barred. I then chatted with what will be this year’s coach, as he was trying to formulate the team. We advised him we were all in; he had coached with our current manager on his team last year as well. He said she didn’t do much, and was given a coach’s jersey, but didn’t follow up with responsibilities. He, too, was surprised that she wanted to manage. The parents felt the game was much smoother without the manager, with Dave and without the “trouble” kid that wasn’t there. There was less tension there. I left Peyton’s game early to take Brandon to his. His was exciting because they were playing a team they feared.  Brandon got to base on an error I will put it in play and scored an RBI.  He also fouled off a few other balls which were hit hard but over the snack shack area. He did eventually strike out but the coach acknowledged he had a good at bat. He also made a good defensive play by stopping a ball that was thrown to third.  The runner had already arrived, but if Brandon hadn’t squeezed the ball, it would have gone to the outfield with the runner scoring.  They did end up winning, keeping the streak alive! 

Today, we all went out to brunch, then I took Peyton to a birthday party for Sydney. Dave took Brandon to pictures, then he was going to the Challenger game, where he was going to be Russell’s buddy again. The mom for that team took him for us and also dropped him off later. Dave had a little ME time, then we reconvened at the field for batting practice. Peyton said she wasn’t tired, but I knew better. Soon, she had dozed off. But when I pulled into the parking lot, she perked up. She didn’t need any warm up, as I was saying hello to one of the dads I’ve known for some time. Peyton had taken off! I found her with her friends in the parachute circle.


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