Where did my baby go?
March 13, 2007
He is still completely and totally obsessed with baseball, or as he calls it buh-buh-ball. He was thrilled to go outside yesterday and hit his ball around and chase it. The weather warmed up and felt positively balmy, in spite of the fact that the thermometer only read 48 degrees.
When I put him to bed last night, as he settled in under the covers, or more accurately as I repeatedly put the covers over him and he repeatedly kicked them off, I noticed how huge he looks in the
I stroked his little hair back with my free hand, my other hand trying to hold him down on the mattress, in a loving way of course. He looked at me with his big brown eyes and with a deep sigh said, “My love buh-buh ball.”
I imagine I have lots of years of Little League left.
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