Batter Up

Tonight is the elder boy's first t-ball practice (ok, yes, technically it's tee ball...but that just looks really strange to me.) We got an email from the coach reminding us to bring a glove for the grown up as well as the kid. Tim has late meetings on Thursday nights. There was a reason I was never even picked to be on a team in PE (I was always last and they used to beg the teacher to not have me). Plus, I really don't feel like having any broken fingers today (this is not exaggeration...I broke six fingers during the course of 3 units in PE one year - all having to do with catching balls.)

I find myself praying for rain.