gregorylee
I'd rather be napping!!
This, I suppose, could be merged with the thread about when you knew time was catching up with you... but since this is not by far my first revelation, I thought it could be it's own thread.
The wife is on her weekly girls night out tonight. I being the cool dad that I am
gave my two boys a choice. We could go to the Clip game (7:00 start) or, we could go to the park and I could pitch to them for BP (they need it). We went to the park because I am not willing to pay for a neighbors window, so I am exaggerating about them needing it too bad, but since at home I usually only throw "catch" with them I thought it would be fun. They chose BP, and it was fun. About 9:00 we got back from the park. We were there about 3 hours, 2 1/2 of them were BP. I am going to look like Quasimodo tomorrow, I just know it.
Now keeping in mind, they are just 6 and 9, so the 6 yr old is getting lobs, and the 9 yr old is getting what I would consider "meatballs" with a little oomph.
If tomorrow anyone is down Grove City way and sees an arm with a farmers tan, would you please return it?
No Grad, I haven't been able to afford the JUGS
Machine , yet!
The shit already hurts.... dammit!
On a great note, my 9 yr old laid down a beautiful bunt last night at a critical point in a game. Sac, albeit, but I was a damn proud papa!!!
The wife is on her weekly girls night out tonight. I being the cool dad that I am
gave my two boys a choice. We could go to the Clip game (7:00 start) or, we could go to the park and I could pitch to them for BP (they need it). We went to the park because I am not willing to pay for a neighbors window, so I am exaggerating about them needing it too bad, but since at home I usually only throw "catch" with them I thought it would be fun. They chose BP, and it was fun. About 9:00 we got back from the park. We were there about 3 hours, 2 1/2 of them were BP. I am going to look like Quasimodo tomorrow, I just know it.Now keeping in mind, they are just 6 and 9, so the 6 yr old is getting lobs, and the 9 yr old is getting what I would consider "meatballs" with a little oomph.
If tomorrow anyone is down Grove City way and sees an arm with a farmers tan, would you please return it?
No Grad, I haven't been able to afford the JUGS
Machine , yet!
The shit already hurts.... dammit!
On a great note, my 9 yr old laid down a beautiful bunt last night at a critical point in a game. Sac, albeit, but I was a damn proud papa!!!
