So much to say, so little time. Over the next few days I hope to catch up on everything that has been going on around here, but first, I want to make sure you have made your way over to the Hope for Alea blog and have read about her miracle! If you have not, you really should. I'm still giddy with joy over it all!
As for what has been going on around here, I'll start with the first and most important thing: baseball.
When Cooper came home from China, one of the first things he wanted to do was play baseball- like on a team. He would talk about it ALL the time. Over a year ago he asked me "How many sleeps till I can play baseball?"
It was painful for him to wait. And hard for us to wait as well!
We were all very excited for the day when Cooper would FINALLY get to play baseball. Early in May, Cooper had his chance!
He was BEYOND excited, and we got teary every time he put his uniform on.
Scot was his coach, and that made the whole thing even better for Cooper. During practice and at games, Cooper would call Scot, "Coach" instead of dad. It was hysterical.We had a heck of a time trying to figure out if Cooper is left or right handed, and in the end, we decided.....we had no idea! :) (He writes with his right hand, throws with his left, and bats equally well- which is to say not all that well- as both a lefty and a righty.)
Anyway, none of that mattered. His first chance to get up to bat, the assistant coach happened to make Cooper the last batter. In T-Ball terms, that means when you hit, it is considered a "home run". You run all the bases, and all the parents cheer extra loud for you.
Cooper's face while running those bases was priceless.
It was sheer joy. He was so proud of himself- he was beaming from ear to ear.
Me? I was a hot mess. I could barely see through my tears to take the pictures!
And, when I looked at Scot he may or may not have been wiping away tears as he high-fived Cooper at home plate.
The rest of the season was just gravy! He enjoyed (almost) every minute.
By the last game, he was in the field telling one of the assistant coaches, "When is the game over? My back is hot and my belly is thirsty!" The novelty had worn off a bit!
However, for me, Cooper's first season of T-Ball will be one I will never forget. I'll keep his uniform in a special spot, because the memory of him running the bases with that smile on his face will forever be one of the favorite memories of my life!
There is one other thing Cooper has asked for nearly daily since coming home from China: to go to Disney.
Guess where we are going in August?
I can hardly wait, because helping to make his little 5 year old dreams come true gives me joy I can hardly express!
So, it's not just Cooper who is already counting "sleeps"! :)