Calgon, take me away!

As I write this, the boys are playing Battlefront in the living room. Not the "usual" boys I refer to, though. Ethan has his friend over for a sleep-over. I am exhausted. They are actually really good boys, for the most part. But put any six year olds together for too long, and the mood goes from happy, to silly, then comes crazy, until they start to bicker a little, then we get to irritable. Luckily, Glen came home in time to play with them for a while before bed - about another hour. Now peace has been restored in the galaxy. If they could just agree on which board game to play or which movie to watch, or even what flavor milkshake they want, it would help. But, of course, that can't happen. Hopefully tomorrow won't be as windy as today so we can play a little baseball.
Speaking of which, I took a few shots at practice on Saturday. They practice twice a week, games start in May.

The coach had him holding the bat really high up (see above), and he wasn't doing so hot, so when the coach let him hold it as he normally does, he did much better.


As you can see, is is a bit taller than most (he's on the far left), so the coach has to raise the tee for him, when he remembers. It is really frustrating for Ethan, because he swings either right above it, or if he swings low, he hits the tee from the awkward angle. It's almost like golf!
So far, he really likes it. He would just rather be pitched to. I keep telling him "next year!" It's nice that his best friend is on the same team.