This starts out as one of those "Only in Minnesota..." kind of stories. Less than 48 hours after six inches of heavy, wet snow descended upon us, AJ is gearing up for the start of baseball.
Practice is inside, of course. But we have to start some time. If we waited for decent weather, we'd miss two thirds of the season.
AJ insists that hockey is still his favorite sport, but he's pretty excited to finally get to try out the batting gloves he'd asked Santa for.
Technically, practice for his age group doesn't start for two more months. But there's a week-long baseball "camp" at school for older kids, which Jeff is helping coach. One of the other coaches also has a son AJ's age, so they decided to let the two boys come along and partner up on the drills.
AJ dressed himself in his Joe Mauer jersey and new baseball pants.
I noticed the buttons were off and commented, "You missed a button."
"No," AJ said, pointing to a button at the bottom of the row, "I'm missing a hole."
"That's a spare button that they give you," I explained. "When you get home tonight, I'll cut it off from down there and sew it in place of the missing one."
"You can sew?"
Jeff couldn't resist chiming in. "She could at least hot glue it for you."
What did I do to deserve a family of comedians?
Does Alex realize that his Great grandma Grace used to sew most of my clothes? And that his Grandma Elouise used to sew most of you "kids'" clothes and that she was a fabric store supervisor? And does he realize that his Aunt Lisa sewed all of her bridesmaids' dresses? All I have to do is recall when you were shortening the drapes at your other house and had them upside down. Yeah, what ever happened to my second child? I love Jeff's comment.
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