no more t-ball for her

We are super excited to watch Abigail play softball this year.  She has moved up to coach pitch.  I'm not a big fan of t-ball.  Don't get me wrong, I do think they are so cute but it's not real ball.  I love softball.  I grew up on a diamond.  I'm ready to see Abigail play some real ball.  

Just like with teachers, we have been extremely blessed with great coaches for her.  Coaches who are calm and understanding, but also really teach the girls the game.  Some men coaches tend to have an certain attitude toward coaching girls, like girls can't really understand or can't be as good as boys.  I'm living proof that that's not true and I appreciate a coach who treats girls like athletes, same as he would treat a boy.  

She's the littlest one on her team, which is not surprising.  She's always been on the shorter side.

I'm not sure what she's doing here.

Look at that face.  Serious business!!

 Abigail's friend Kelsie

Slugger

Trouble, but cute!

In case you are wondering, yes we are still a sickly house.  I just can't bring myself to blog about it right now.  I need to think about happy things and thinking about or writing about my sad, sick kids, just brings me down.