Friday night was practice as usual, but since the sunlight is lessening, practice for Brandon ended early. Good thing as one of the kids got smacked in the nose with a bat on accident. Brandon was not involved, and he let me know. We went to Peyton's basketball practice, as I hadn't been able to go, as Brandon's practice always conflicted. They still had about half an hour left. Brandon ended up being asked to help out. Some of the softball moms asked how he agreed, since he must have been tired. I told them, "Well, Coach Ryan asked him. If it had been Daddy that asked him, he would have given him dirty looks and funny faces." Fortunately, for him, he wasn't alone in the asking of help. 
G tried to talk to him, but he was quiet and didn't say much. His response to me when I asked him about it, "She always says stuff, and i have no idea what she is talking about." Hmmph, he sounds like his dad.
Saturday, we headed out early for the softball game. The game was at 930 am, so we were out on the field by 830 am. There were three games that day, 930 am, 1230 pm, and 345 pm, basically out on the field all day long. Brandon had a friend for the first game, an older brother of Peyton's teammate. He's also Brandon's new teammate for the J-league he is in. He plays on another team, as well, so they had a tourney with that team later that day. The boys played video games for the first game, battling each other. Just minutes after, a foul ball hit inside the cart one inch from the switch console! 
Then, Dave was going to get lunch, and I asked him to take Brandon, to get him "out of here". With Brandon, went Myles. ANd with Myles, went his cousin Gabby. So, Dave had a carfull of kids, where he just wanted to go by himself.
He came back, and we got game 2 started. Myles had to leave for his basketball games in Pacifica. Brandon joked, "Can I go watch him?" Or maybe I joked he should go with Myles, since I was losing my "babysitter". His mom was taking him, and said, "Sure! You can come along!" Brandon looked expectantly at me, and I shrugged sure! We gave him $20 and a missive to mind his manners. He agreed, took his phone, and then left with Myles' mom, aunt, and cousin, Gabby. Dental complications are frequent from the pharmacy australia cialis acid, and that can lead to deterioration of tooth enamel very quickly as well as gum enlargement. I would simply send say 20 men, all of whom had stunning long, thick discount buy viagra hair. A chiropractic vet pursues this specialization after earning his degree in viagra in line chiropractic school. Within the yr 1998, the Pfizer Organization effectively launched a medicine named sildenafil and it is marketed as a treatment for tadalafil 20mg generic depression. We paid attention to the next two games.
The team had lost the first, won the second, by a run, and then lost the third game. We all met up with the rest of Myles' family for dinner, running into other J-league families.
We ended the night showering up and getting them off to bed (after piano of course).
Here are the highlights of the tourney:
Peyton was lead off batter and aggressive on the bases.
Her teammate stalled at third, and didn't slide. But, the throw to second worked for Peyton! She did what she was supposed to do.
Here's another hit:
Capitalizing on errors:
They were up today in the semis, but they couldn't hang on to the lead, and errors got the best of them. That meant we could take care of things at home. Brandon had practice today, and Dave dropped him off at home, while another family picked him up. I'm proud that he is acting more maturely, and is capable of conducting himself with others. He armed the house, locked up, and I found him right back at home when I got home.
I asked him how he had charged his phone on Saturday. He said, "AUntie, I mean, Loida, helped me since she was charging Myles' phone." I told him in Hawaii (the family is from Hawaii) that was a sign of respect, and "family is family". I told him it's okay for him to call them Auntie and Uncle, especially, since the cousins probably were saying it all day long. It was really cute hearing him adapt to their family so well. Both boys are lefties, both are the eldest child, and they both remind their parents of the other.
One other thing that happened yesterday, while Brandon was gone, we went to watch the 12 U team, which has girls that are Brandon's age. One is in his homeroom as well as science/math class. Her mom hadn't really acknowledge me in the past, though I'd tried to make the connection between Peyton and Brandon. We saw them at back to school night, but they still didn't really say anything. She came up to talk to me, and asked about school and how Brandon liked things. She knew Brandon's name. And from another teammate, we knew that SHE knew that Brandon was in JJ's class, because JJ had told her. We just didn't know why Brandon's name kept coming up. While the mom and I were talking, her daughter came out of her game to use the restroom. After she was done, she came up to us talking, but it was awkward timing, since she should be back in the game in the dugout! I later told Brandon about our interaction, and his face became contorted, and I believe he was blushing. Kids these days are so awkward with each other.
Here are some pictures of the tourney:
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From last weekend In Manteca:
