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The Living Without Series

This is a series of posts that I wrote back in 2006 on living with less stuff. Check them out: liv011Living #2liv031liv04

Coal Creek Farm on Facebook

The Chicken Doctor

April

The Architect

Clay

Mother Suffering from Baseball Ulcer

Dear God,
Uh, I’m about to write a post about baseball.
Please help me.
Amen.

My oldest son turned 13 a couple weeks ago and all of the sudden he’s gone from a tiny little bundle of chub with auburn hair that smelled like a wet puppy rolled in sugar to a giant, stinking beast balancing between boy and man.

I know several people that are going to say, “April, Seth has never been tiny.” And to you people I say….phlbbbt, he’s a babaaaaay! A tiny helpless infant!

Seth, my baby-buhbuhbuh was asked to try out for a baseball team because he just happened to be in the right spot at the right time.

When he got home Clay told me it’s an older team and they do a bit of traveling………..and that’s all I heard. Traveling. Traveling. Traveling.

“But, you know, he may not get picked. They’re trying out four guys for one spot.” said Clay.

Gah, I hope he doesn’t get picked!” I complained.

The coach called today. They want Seth to come practice with their team tonight and again on Wednesday. They are interested in him, but can’t promise anything. And now. And NOW. AND FREAKIN‘ NOW, I’m all nervous!!!!!

I’m not nervous that I’m going to have to take him to all these freakin‘ tournaments all over FREAKIN‘ KANSAS! No. I’m nervous that THEY WON’T PICK HIM!!!!!

For cryin‘ out loud what if he gets all excited about playing with this team and they choose one of the other boys? One of those other stinky boys that is NOT a teeny tiny baby boy with wittle bitty fweckles on his squishy wishy nose? I’m not sure I can take the rejection….I mean Seth, I’m not sure if SETH can take the rejection.

Oh boy, I think I might have a problem.

The real question is…..WILL THAT COACH READ THIS BLOG AFTER I COMPLAIN ABOUT IT????!!!

Oh, Lord. Why? Why is my life steeped in sports? Why can’t my children like art and dance and music and….and…FARMING!!!

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