Baseball is here...

I love the pacific northwest and really wouldn't want to live anywhere else. There are some drawbacks though, one of which we have avoided until now. Springtime Sports. I know it sounds funny but spring in Spokavega can be a crapshoot. You never know what you're going to get and this year has been no exception to that rule. Robbie wanted to play baseball this year, and my brother John and his kids have been playing for years, so I asked them which league was the best. He said they were all great but he thought the Pony season was the best because it starts in April and ends in June. Most of the other leagues start in June and go through August, which means spending many summer nights at baseball games. That sounded great to me...especially since I will be giving birth sometime this summer, so we signed him up for Pony. I forgot. I didn't really forget, I just had a momentary lapse in judgement until the game that was 40 degrees and snowing/raining. Remember, this is Robs' first year playing organized baseball and he is on a team with other guys in the same boat. Translation? They need work. Mostly it's a lot of sitting around in really cold, icky weather watching the bad news bears (or muddogs, in their case.) He loves it and we know it's a great experience, but ya gotta love Spokane for spring sports. Off we schlep with parkas, gloves, hats and heavy blankets, sitting in our camp chairs with umbrellas by our sides just in case. The things we do for our kids. Prestons' age group starts in May and Riley doesn't start softball until June. At least by then we will be used to it. Right?