It ain't for the weak

As a little sister to a baseball playing brother, I know exactly what it is like to grow up at the baseball fields.  I spent many years freezing and burning up watching him play.  We traveled as far as Panama City with baseball, there were wins and loses, home runs, strike outs, trophies, tears, and squeals.  I remember it all.  Fast forward A LOT of years later, and I am back at the fields, but not as a little sister, but as a mom.   

Yes, Ford has been playing baseball for several years now, but things have really turned up because not only are we playing city league baseball, BUT we are also playing competitive tournament ball.

Saturday started his first ever tournament in Horn Lake, a mere 30 minutes up the road.

He was ready.

They huddled

These two hung strong for 8 hours, 3 games, and 3 loses on Saturday.

Puddin snacked on Annie's happy meal she refused to eat.  BoomPa and Taylor came too.

Annie flirted from inside the bouncy house with big boys on another team.

Sunday brought on another round of games.  I was not properly equipped with mom baseball gear.  I didn't have "the wagon".  I bought this bad boy on Saturday in between games.

Sister stayed with Puddin on Sunday.  It was cold and Bitty covered up.

Sunday we won the first game and lost the second game.

BoomPa giving proper batting techniques.

The Tobie Titans

Snacks

YOU MUST PACK SNACKS!

Five games in two days WORE ME OUT!!!!!!!!!  Monday it was a struggle to get up, but Sister helped me.  Ohhhhhhh toodles!

SB2017....Bitty stuck his tongue out a lot

Despite the fact in my last post that everyone was falling apart, we loaded up the next day and headed to Jackson for SB2017.  The first stop was to see my Grandmother, whom my children hadn't seen since last July.

 Her sister, Aunt Rose, came by to visit too.

 A retirement community can wear some small kids out, (ha) so we headed to Puddin's Jackson house for a nap.  After the nappy it was time to see Daddy at The Cap.

 

 Glad the microphone was OFF!

 On the way home from the Daddy visit Bitty said he felt bad and wanted to go to sleep.  That's never good my friends.  Never good.

 This happened at 5:30.

 Then Ford woke up the next day with a funky eye.

 I nursed them all back to health and we went to Clinton to Playtime with some friends.  It's like Chuck E Cheese in a smaller version.

 We love hanging with the Wilson boys.

 Wednesday we had to make the annual trip to The Children's Museum....

 After that fun we went to Brent's Drugs for lunch.

 Kim has been reading my blog for 5 or 6 years and we finally got to meet in person!

 After lunch we headed home so Bitty could go With Uncle TA and Aunt Pam to his first ever cow sale!

 Then last night my college roomie and I headed to Memphis for Bon Jovi.

We will conclude SB2017 this weekend with Ford's first ever baseball tournament.  Prayers are welcomed for my nerves, sanity, and patience while chasing the other two kids.