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Baseball season has officially started for Brock. He had his first practice yesterday. His team this year is the Twins. He has spent the past few weeks outside with his baseball glove, bat, and a ball, practicing. One day, he came in complaining that our backyard was too small (something I never thought my children would complain about because it's pretty big). He said, "I just can't practice my batting without it going over the fence!" So now he drags us around the corner to the field by the church to practice as much as possible.

Tyler is patiently awaiting his turn, because his T-ball season starts a little later. But he enjoys practicing. I really wish we could option out of T-ball and go directly to baseball. Both of my boys could hit the ball without the T before they were even officially old enough to play, and the whole T-ball thing just seems to mess up everything. But it's fun, and that's the whole point, right?

Tyler is growing up faster than I am ready for him to. The other day I asked if he wanted to help with the dishes (he LOVES helping me, and usually does it without asking). He said, "That's okay, Mom. You can do it all by yourself. You're a big boy now!" He's a crack-up, I tell ya.