Two Hits and the Catcher's Gear

After tonight's game, we only have one little league game left, and that's on Monday.

My sister and I passed out our wood projects (and my pictures), and they both went over quite well.

Merrick got two solid hits, and in his 3rd at bat, he hit it hard and high...right into the glove of the shortstop for an out.

Being the last out of the game, the little man didn't handle it too well. He is too hard on himself. We're all trying to work with him to realize that in baseball (as in life) that things are not always going to go your way...especially in sports.

I should know what I'm talking about...that lesson only took me about 40 years to learn. ;0)

Tomorrow, more baseball. I get to tag along with my daughter and S-I-L to take Merrick to his first Major League game. We're going to see our Detroit Tigers play the Minnesota Twins at 1 p.m.

Just like my late mother, I've got my "snackie" bag packed, with goodies to watch the game with. Plus, it's supposed to be 80F and sunny. WOO-HOO!