Peanut has tried to find a sport that she both loved and that didn't hurt her tender little ankles since she was forced to stop ice skating. This season we're trying softball and hip hop.
She seems to love softball and as long as she doesn't become gender confused I'm fine with it. Please don't get me wrong and send me hate mail, I would love my daughter no matter what I just would prefer that she follow the path that God designed for her when He made her female! There are a lot of girls that play, I know a few, that are girly-girls. But there are more than a handful that I believe have a pin up poster of
Chastity Chaz Bono in their room. I'm just sayin'!
Anyway, she is loving her new sport and she has embraced it with all the high strung energy and enthusiasm that defines her.
I believe her coach thinks he's grooming the next Woman's Softball Olympic team. We have practice every Wednesday from 5:30-7:30, Fridays 5:30-6:30 and Saturdays 4:30-5:30. A little much, no? Her first game is Saturday and then that will all change.
She has quite the arm and is very determined a good combination. She is the most inexperienced girl on the team and refuses to embarrass herself. As a result she and her Daddy have been working hard to fine tune a few things.
She wasn't going to let a little rain stop her practice time with Daddy when he came home early today.
I'm a woman that trusts her husband completely. I stood right over his shoulder and told her to aim for me.
Catching the pop fly is not her favorite thing. When I asked her why she was afraid of the ball and what was the worse thing that could happen she said "ummm, duh the ball could smack me in the face". Fair enough!
Happy Tuesday Y'all!