Today was Nicholas’ first baseball practice. He played t-ball in the past (one season) but has been waiting until he was old enough to play coach pitch.
We pulled up to the field and Nicholas exclaims, “I’m the only one without baseball pants.” Epic mom fail! In my defense, I thought his old baseball pants would still fit him. In reality when we put them on they were knickers and they were supposed to be full length pants.
I sent my son to BASEBALL practice in windpants and a LA Galaxy T-shirt. If you know me, you know… I’m slipping! Seriously, isn’t it all about the gear? Ella and I think so.
Not only was he in a SOCCER shirt, but I couldn’t even find his cleats. This WILL be remedied with a trip to Dick’s Sporting Goods tomorrow.
Clearly I need to get out of my post marathon funk. Seriously bad things are happening. Just keep this between you and me K? Come tomorrow, no one will even remember this happened.