My firstborn son has entered a new stage in his life-----that of organized sports. T-ball season is here, and his daddy is one of the assistant coaches. I just can't believe how giddy it makes me seeing him out there on the field, with a huge smile on his face, all decked out in his uniform and cleats, catching and throwing and running (and falling!) Needless to say, it is all good.





...now if I can just get him to keep his tongue in his mouth when he is running!