Happy Friday

Today was so beautiful! I didn't want to go back to work after I went out for lunch.

I just signed Caleb up for baseball. I feel like fall ball just ended. I can't believe it's that time again. Luckily his coach is reserving him as a protected player this season so he won't have to try out and go through the draft. Because I work full time in Franklin it's really hard for me to get him to practice and games. He stays with the Bradfords after school. He has played football and baseball with Daniel Bradford since he started playing when he was five. Since Caleb stays with them he can ride to practice with them. This gets complicated at draft time. See, the kids have to try out for a baseball team. The coaches watch all the players on tryout day and then draw numbers to determine the picking order for the draft. Not to toot his horn (ok, I totally am), but Caleb is really good. He always makes a great showing at tryouts, therefore he gets drafted really high. If his coach - the only spring coach he has ever played for - doesn't get one of the first few picks, Caleb gets snatched by another team. Then I have to call the league and cause a fuss to get him moved, trades have to be arranged between Russ (his coach) and the coach that drafted him. It's a big ol' mess. So this season he will be a "protected player." The last time he was "protected" I had to sign a contract. I mean a real, legal contract stating that he would only play for his coach and that he couldn't be cut without my consent and the league's consent, blah, blah, blah. It's crazy. He's nine.

Anywho, I think I have about 2 more sports-free weeks before practice starts and then it's baseball almost immediately followed by football. He took a year off from football but has decided he wants to play again. So goes the life of a sports mom. Don't let this rambling post fool you. I love every minute of it.

Gotta go to the store and stock up on Shout Advance Gel. Those white practice pants aren't going to stay white on their own!

Oh, yeah! Happy Birthday to my wonderful "cousin" Brian. He will be 35 tomorrow and although he probably won't read this: Happy Birthday, Brian! I am so proud of you and love you. Have a wonderful day.