WISH YOU WERE HERE!
You know that mom you see at the ballpark
sitting in her camp chair with a drink in the cup holder,
sunglasses and lip-gloss adorned
sunflower seeds in her oversized bag,
letting her kids run wild while she socializes with the other moms,
cheering on the team and thinking that her kid is the all-star.
I am now a full fledged suburban-driving soccer mom
(in our case it’s baseball)
I never wanted it to happen.
I tend to look down on the accelerated/ super league teams.
And now we love it and are having a great time.
This past weekend was our first out-of-town tournament,
In beautiful EVANSTON, WYOMING!
I went to the tournament alone. Meaning without the help of husband and older children.
I mean I was ALONE. I called the shots. You answered to momma!
Brett and Lauren left that same morning for
a Pioneer Trek. Aren't they adorable.
(blog post coming soon about that too)
And Dean was home working hard to make it possible for the kids and I to be at the ball park blowing fistfulls of quarters on snowcones and nachos.
I was looking forward to a game here or there, then back to the hotel for relaxing by the pool...baths...kids in bed by ten and then "me-time" with my queen size bed, extra pillows, peanut m & m's and reality television.
Actually the weekend was quite different than I had imagined.
Let me paint you a little picture...
We celebrated with a kids vs. parents baseball game at the local high school...
...which happened to be up fifty flights of stairs.
I carried each child up one at a time,
cause they all fell asleep in the car and were ornery little skunks.
Quincy raided my purse each time I went back to the car.
Then it was back to the Hotel for swimming.
We stayed here.
You know me better than that. Remember my scary hotel experience?
We actually stayed here with our whole team and every other baseball team in the league
Thankfully we just missed the post-game victory swim.
50 frenzied little leaguers hopped up on gatorade and swimming together is a sight you just have to see once in your lifetime. Needless to say the pool was several degrees warmer than intended.
The next day was filled with more games...
more practices in-between games and more hanging out at the ballpark.
And if I were to be perfectly honest.
I jumped the gun and checked out of the hotel because I didn't think our team would be moving on to the championship on Saturday.They weren't the Bad News Bears after all.
They proved me wrong. Oops.
We had five hours to kill in Evanston.
And with stores like "Discount Liquor" "Jolly Jack's Fireworks" "Romantix video and magazine" and "The Boot Barn" the shopping was sub-par to say the least.
So..the kids and I drove up and down each street picking out our favorite houses.
This is my favorite. Just look at the garage. I'd move in tomorrow.
These were also lovely and charming houses.
This was Kal's favorite house because it was a cool triangle shape.