I was annoyed when Cooper's playoff baseball game got rained out on Saturday and rescheduled for Sunday afternoon because I had been planning to host book club for literal MONTHS, and I was worried about Ben and the kids coming home from baseball and making a huge mess, getting in my way, etc.
Ben took the 4 oldest kids with him to the baseball field at 2 for Coop's 3 pm game, and I ran around like an idiot finishing up housework and getting everything set up in the back yard.
When Minnie woke up from her nap, she and I headed over around 4 (with my guests arriving at 6), expecting to see the end of the game. I planned to hand the kids off to Ben so he could take them all to the pool for dinner, etc, before he doubled back to the field to collect Harry from his game at 7:30. But! The game started 49 minutes late, so they were only in the third inning. GAH.
Then I noticed it was a SCORELESS GAME and Cooper was on the mound, and I stopped worrying about book club or timing or what we would feed the kids for dinner.
And Minnie and I sat back and watched the best 9-year-old baseball I have ever seenCooper is a heckuva first baseman
After a scoreless game, the Birds went up 1-0 in the 4th. It was dicey when Cooper LOADED THE BASES, but thy got out of that inning. No one scored in the 5th. Then the Birds went up 5-0 in the 6th and got 3 quick outs when the other team batted, Which means they play agin on Wednesday.
Thanks to COVID they doff their caps instead of shaking hands, and I love it.
Go Birds!
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