It’s here….! It’s T-ball time! Read below at this amusing and accurate account of one mom’s take on what we all do for “the love of the game” and for the love of our little ones….play ball!
It has officially happened.
I woke up this morning and realized: I am a parent. Beyond simply giving birth and raising a family, I’ve become that parent. You know what I’m talking about. Driving my minivan, crumbs all over the floor from breakfast on the way to school, and on our way to (drum roll please) t-ball practice!
I drive a minivan and cart my kids to sporting activities.
Yep, I’ve officially arrived. Card-carrying parent. I did in fact have my mom camera handy, too. If you catch me wearing mom-jeans outside of Halloween, please, please for the love of all that is good and holy, schedule an intervention!
In the mean time, enjoy the pics I snapped of my kid’s first practice!
It should also be noted that my husband is now a Dad. As in that Dad. He’s the assistant coach of the Dragons. (Given Jake’s love of…
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