It is not unusual to see my sweet baby boy walking around with a bat in his hand. I know, I know, he’s only 1 and a 1/2, but already he swings like a champ and daddy fully expects him to be drafted out of high school in 2024. In fact, I think he’s planning on it.
Typically, part of Daddy’s nighttime ritual with Coop is to sit in a rocking chair and sing “Take me out to the Ballgame”. Coop’s sweet voice joins right in and he is especially emphatic with a ‘hooray’ at the end of the song. It is such a special time for them.
Tonight, lucky me, it was a special time for me too. Daddy was gone, so Mommy was the substitute coach. It was divine to hold him and hear the enthusiasm pouring from his little mouth. I even got two ‘do it ‘gin, Mommy’s’.
I love that Daddy and Coop have this amazing bond. And I love that I can be a great, occasional sub!