Summer came and went, didn't it? Who stole our most relaxed season and replaced it with a whirlwind of activity? At our house, softball seems to be the culprit. Summers are always busy with our favorite sport. Our daughters are just far enough in part in age to never be on the same team, so usually he goes one way with one and I got the other way with the other. But this year there weren't enough girls in our oldest daughter's age group and most importantly, there wasn't a coach. So out of desperation, my husband and I tried our hand at coaching. We rounded up everyone willing to play summer league softball and moved our youngest daughter up to be on the team (at her request.) It made for a major obsession but I have no regrets. All four of us going in the same direction, being on the same team, was amazing!! We didn't win a lot of games, but we had a blast and the days flew by. And now school's back in session.

I'm writing on a tight deadline and our oldest daughter came home yesterday (second day of school) with a schedule. . . high school softball practices start next week after school. Oh, and the coach has offered to let our youngest daughter practice with the team, even though she's still too young to play in high school games. What's a devoted softball mom to do? I'm charging up my little laptop and getting ready to follow the neon yellow ball. Since I'm not coaching, I can at least write while they practice!