Go Rockhounds!!!

The weekend started out pretty hectic. Christian had his first baseball game on Saturday. We drove around town on Friday after work to try to find some pants and cleats that fit Christian, all in a rush to maybe get him to bed before 8:30 - btw, it didn't happen. After three stores, we found some bright red Adidas cleats. Christian thinks they are so totally awesome! He had to run laps around Dick's Sporting Goods to show how fast they make him go.

His game was scheduled to start at 9:15 on Saturday and the team is instructed to arrive 30 minutes early. We actually did get there on time, but couldn't find a parking place. Ryan ended up dropping us off by the field so he could park the 4Runner. Christian's fans took up half of the bleachers. What a celebrity! He had two sets of grandparents, his aunt Sami, his cousin Luke, his aunt "Chicken", his uncle Shane, and his parents all out there to route him on.
We were all cracking up hysterically the whole time! It was so incredibly funny and had absolutely NO organization to it! ha ha ha! Kids were just running all over the place.

Christian was the first to bat. Go #7! There were so many people on the field yelling directions that Christian didn't know where to run after he hit the ball. He just ran circles around the would-be pitcher's mound. I was laughing so hard my sides hurt! The team that isn't hitting gets to stand out on the field (yes - the whole team including some parents), so when the ball comes its like dropping meat into a piranha tank. All these mini ball players run as fast as they can after the ball. At one point, Christian took the ball out of another kid's glove. ha ha ha! The little girl (#8) on the team ran the wrong way around the bases, then decided that she did not want to run - so she walked - as slowly as she possibly could. The bigger girl on the team instists that she use her glove to throw the ball. The coach's son gave up before the game even started and spent his time kicking dirt in the dugout. Two other boys cried half the time on the field. I guess they were mad that they didn't ever catch the ball. It was greatness!