We lucked out with some excellent coaches. They opened up their first practice in prayer and proceeded to tell everyone that if we lose every game, that's ok as long as everyone is having fun then that's what matters. The coaches are really good at teaching them the basics. You can tell they know what they are doing.
Here is Brady at his very first game. Isn't he the cutest thing in his little uniform? So stinkin' CUTE! He looks like such a little man!!!
Meet your two new Texas Rangers and their cheerleaders!
I LOVE this picture SOOOOO much!
I don't know what came over me but this huge adrenaline rush became ever so present. I was yelling, screaming, cheering and I may or may not have JUMPED UP AND DOWN IN THE BLEACHERS. Who is this person??? Yes, I am that very obnoxious mom at my son's baseball game. Not just cheering on my son but cheering on our entire team. It is the most exciting thing I have been to. Yes, we are talking about 4-5 year old t-ball. I love it so much and I can't believe it. Ruth felt the exact same way. We just laughed at each other and said "Who are we???" We were both shocked. HAHA!
Watching Brady walk on that field in his uniform with his head held up high. That confidence and amount of pride is something I can't give him. I can't make him feel that no matter how hard I try. It is so emotional to watch because it makes him seem like such a big boy and to have Kelsey right there cheering him on is the biggest cherry on top!
Here is lucky #10 at picture day with his orange bat (it couldn't be any other color, you know!):