The South

Where tea is sweet and accents are sweeter; summer starts in April; front porches are wide and words are long; macaroni and cheese is a vegetable; pecan pie is a staple; Y’all is the only proper pronoun; chicken is fried and biscuits come with gravy; everything is darling and someone is always getting their heart blessed. -unknown

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The end of the season.

Well, last night was our last baseball game for the year. Brooks had a great time. So much so, that he cried last night because it was over, and he wouldn't get to see his new friends anymore.
He ended the season in sort of a slump, but his spirits were still high. He has already said he wants to play next year. This will mean a lot of practice between now and then.
I am so proud of how far he has come!Way to go Brooks!
*And I made it through a whole season without spending any money at the ball park. Way to go me!


tamara said...

How in the world did you manage not to buy a single coke or ring pop at the ball park??? You are wonder woman in my books for pulling that off!!! So glad he had a great season and learned so much about the fabulous game of baseball!!!

Rebecca said...

Two reasons: I tried to plan ahead and bring some snacks for Reese, (Brooks got snacks after every game.) Secondly, our little field was a good ways from the concessions stand. I guess I was just lazy.

Louise said...

I'm so impressed that you didn't spend any money at the ball park!!! Ball park food is my weakness!!!!
I'm so glad that Brooks likes playing!!!