The ever revolving circle of sports continues with basketball ending and baseball beginning. Adam's team ended with an amazing 12-0 record which acted like a defibrillator for his confidence. After only winning 1 game in 2 years of baseball and a so/so soccer season, basketball was a blessing. Now Mandy & I prepare to spread ourselves even thinner as we enter our first dual child season. Alex will start T-ball this year along with Adam playing baseball. It's going to be tough on us all, but the benefits of sports are invaluable. The lessons learned about teamwork, about never giving up no matter how down you are, about being the best version of you through practice are all just too important to miss. That being said, I do admit to a large surge of anxiety whenever I stop to think about Alex getting on the field for the first time. I don't recall having these same concerns with Adam, though I'm sure I did to some degree. My children are so different...
Adam is really starting to look like his mother yet sadly has been cursed with my sensitivity...my apprehensiveness. He spends long hours worrying about things outside of his control. He scars easily and sulks like a kicked puppy at times. Meanwhile Alex looks exactly like me, but acts like his momma. Talk about a firecracker. After 18 years together I still have a hard time predicting her actions and reactions. The same holds true with Lex; one minute he's curled up in my lap acting all sweet and the next he's chasing the cat around the house just for the fun of it.
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