Title Smitle

Coming up with a title is the worst part of this blogging thing. grr

Anyway, Ethan had a game on Wednesday. It was against the Giants, who we've versed before. The Padres were down by 3 runs at the bottom of the 3rd inning. Somehow, we managed to get 4 runs and we winning! The inning was over and the players got ready to shake ("good game, good game"), but then the coaches thought it was a good idea to play another inning. Now, it's 10 minutes to 8pm. All these kids are between 8-11 years old. Most are in bed around 830pm. WTH is the coach thinking to start another innning??!! I mean, seriously, we haven't had dinner yet (well, I did, but Ethan hadn't) and there were other kids to deal with (Joe was with me, Megan was at a friend's and PJ & Sam were at a volleyball meeting). Anyway, like, I needed to get home!

So, I left Ethan in the care of his dad (an assistant coach) and headed home. Turns out the Padres and Giants TIED! Why couldn't we stop while we were ahead??!! And Ethan didn't get to bed until 930! GRRR! Ethan did have a couple of good hits and made it to home base at least once. Go Ethan!

In other news, the orthopedic doc thinks the muscles in Sam's knee are just weak and with some PT she might be okay. She has some very painful exercises to do over the next 10 days and then she goes back for a follow-up. She is trying to get out of the exercises...all of us are trying to convince her of the value of them and her young knees! We'll see if it works. She can't play volleyball with a bum knee though, so there is some motivation there!

Ethan has a game tomorrow morning at 0900 hours. Again, I am not a fan of these early games! I'll have him there at 0830...ugh! My mom is coming though, so she'll keep me company. All the kids have to be up early though...man, I love the no-kid weekends when we can sleep in! haha

Mother's Day on Sunday...don't forget to give your mom (stepmom, grandma, whoever!) a little love!