At my oldest grandson’s last game of the little league season,
while standing at the concession stand buying my youngest grandson a
ring pop sucker,
I turned my head and saw this posted on the fence.
What else is there to say?
For all of the opinions rolling around out there,
I know, my husband knows, our daughters know, and our son- in- law knows
as close to the batter’s box as I could manage,
trying to get my blogging camera to focus perfectly on
my oldest grandson’s face of
pure determination- at age 8-
And when I turned and saw my husband
tutoring our youngest grandson ,
who was all sticky and hot with ring pop all over his face,
in his new summer haircut,
on how to best swing the bat,
I knew my husband was remembering
a time in his past when he was looking up on the receiving end
of that same advice.