There are many things I love about spring, but Little League baseball is definitely on my Top Ten list.
Elijah is good at every sport he plays (thanks to Joe's athletic genes), but he really excels at baseball. He has a mind for the game, instinctively knowing how to make the next play or throw the next pitch. My heart overflows with pride for him, and he claims he can hear my "pride" screaming from the sidelines :)
Whether he's on the bench with his best friend, Aaron...
or playing first base...
or up to bat, I am cheering for him and snapping pictures like crazy.

I sit on the bench and carry on with one of the other mom's, Chelle. We have a great time, laughing and yelling and razzing our coach (in a very friendly way). However, when Elijah takes the mound and pitches, I am up at the fence, focused and praying that he does well and stays safe. Kid-pitch baseball can be dangerous, especially for the pitcher. Elijah has quick reflexes and is even more focused than me, which you can tell by his many expressions:

(and yes, he is a lefty pitcher, but a righty hitter)




He doesn't even get nervous up there! So calm and cool...this boy amazes me!
Elijah, you rock!














