This weekend was spent watching baseball. Peewee baseball, ages 12 and 13. Specifically my son's team. While they won the regular season, the playoffs are basically a separate season, starting from scratch. Round robin format, semis and finals.
I started a new sock for the playoffs (not intentionally, it just happened that way), and here's what I ended up with at the end of it all:
But here's the really important thing from the end of it all:
Hard to see? Let me help you...
Proud parent? You betcha! Especially in the final game, when the Boy's hit brought in the 2 runs that clinched it for us.
Proud of the whole team. This was a great bunch of kids and parents, that really played and celebrated as a team. They made it a great season, and I couldn't be happier for them.
I've been told by the parents and coaches now that next season, I have to continue knitting socks. I'm not allowed to just sit and watch...