Saturday morning was Alex's first T-ball practice. It turned out to be more of a meeting just to see which team he's on and when games and practices will be held, which was good because even though the meeting was at 10:00, it was already a million degrees. (It got to 101 degrees that afternoon.) While the coach was suggesting practice times and passing around the equipment for the kids to see, Alex raised his hand and said,
"That bat doesn't have any dents on it. I hit the ball SO HARD. When I hit the ball, I'm going to dent that bat."
Everyone laughed. I thought it was a great example of Alex's blinding four-and-a-half-year-old personality. He's like the perfect mix of adorable over-confidence and social plight. At least we don't have to worry about his self esteem.
After the meeting, we went to Portland to the mall with the "buffalo". I don't know where he got that word from, but he meant ZAMBONI. ZAMBONI may actually be one of my most favorite words, right after underpants. Anyway Dave got some new shirts and then we headed for Annagrace's baby shower, where Alex had even more fun running around in the heat with the big boys. They played a game called CREATURES out in the backyard while Genoa managed to play with her friend Penelope for almost an hour without anyone screaming. At nap time no less! I consider that a huge success! And the shower was lovely all around. Annagrace has fabulous friends.
I spent Sunday helping Carol unpack her guest room and getting her house generally ready for all the company we're having for the 4th of July. Dave's brother John, his wife Lynne, her two teenagers and their grandparents are coming next week. WE ARE SO STOKED. The fourth here is incomprehensibly cool what with all the highly LEGAL fireworks and I'm glad they'll all be here to share it with us.
It does mean that I need to clean my entire house, top to bottom, and then figure out what to cook for all eleven of us for two days. Not that I mind! It's going to be like a big long house party for me and you know how much I HATE parties.
Alex has always been a let me tell you the way it is kind of kid. Paired with good judgment, he has the metal to be a leader.
Apparently, Zamboni is one of those words he has difficulty recalling correctly. (like locomotive which he always referred to as "overcomoter") A minute after I told him that it was actually called a Zamboni, he referred to it as a "Zamboozi" which for me, conjures the image of a wild floozy.
Posted by: David | June 30, 2008 at 10:40 AM
Ok, I was already laughing and then I read Dave's comment and now I REALLY am. Alex is amazing, for sure. And I'm so glad you likey my friends--they LOVED meeting you Friday/Sat. Totally seeing more girl's nights ahead! And you should bring your fun friends next time too!
And if you notice food disappearing from the fridge this weekend, it's just me...
Posted by: Annagrace | June 30, 2008 at 08:20 PM