Day 2,894

The New Baseball Normal

Daddy holds baby. 

Mommy teaches school. 

It’s only fair! 

But really though, since these first few weeks of school are mostly review, it’s actually worked as a sort of buffer for us to find a new normal. And that definitely includes Dad’s help when he’s home. Homeschooling last year added such freedom and grace into our lives - certainly something we enjoyed more than we initially though we would. But the schedule of baseball does pose a real challenge to the continuity of things, and after adding another child to the mix, well, if we have to scrape and claw our way to October when the two of us are able to go at it together, then that’s what we’ll do. However, I trust we’ll fare far better than just merely surviving! 

And so, yesterday was on to Day 3! Woo! So far, we’re chugging along and everyone is doing well.

 I’m not actually doing a curriculum for Amelia since technically, she’s not old enough to start kindergarten yet. If she could, SHE would. She’s all about it. But she is getting plenty to do with her reading and writing and block building and coloring. And so, I went ahead and asked her those same questions I asked Bearett the other day:

1) What do you want to be when you grow up? I want to be a mother and take care of all my babies. 

2) What do you like to do? I like to have babies. 

3) What’s your favorite food? Noodles with white sauce and chicken and broccoli. 

4) Who’s your favorite person? Molly and Mama and Mae Mae and me!

The school bell rang, we visited a new friend(!), took our naps, and headed to the field to see our Daddy. Hiiiii Daddy Billy the Marlin!

Bear brought balls from home to give out to the crowd. 

Amelia brought her dance moves. 

And we enjoyed a night together at the park. 

Lately, when we come to games anymore, we usually come an hour late, spend some time in the family room with friends, and then if/when Daddy pitches, we run out real quick to the third baseline to watch...and then we run back in. It’s the one way I’ve found that both lets them be apart of Daddy’s work but also keeps their eyes and ears and hearts protected from the natural atmosphere and mentality of professional sports, of which we don’t believe they’re yet ready to take on and understand without being normalized to it.  



The family room has turned into a fun place for the kids to spend time with friends and with ladies who aren’t their mommy. Learning to listen to directions from other people has certainly given our children opportunities to grow...and though we fail at it often, we’re both making progress and making memories as we go!