Cailyn’s
softball tournament continued yesterday with the infusion of teams from Lake
Jackson and Angleton. Boy, those youngsters
from the country are sure well-fed farm girls.
Their entire teams were bigger than Cailyn. Come to find out, they sent all-star teams of
seven and eight-year-olds to play against our four through
seven-year-olds. Our gals acquitted themselves
well, but were simply overmatched.
Cailyn did have an RBI against the Lake Jackson team to go along with
her game-winning triple against another Galveston team. The final outcome looked like it would be the
Angleton team winning it all with Lake Jackson in second. Great experience for our girls, though.
The
rest of our afternoon was spent at my little brother’s house on Tiki
Island. He and his wife have sold it, so
they had a going-away party. Kind of
sad. Remember, we stayed there for a while
after Hurricane Ike. They were also
giving away some of the items they have collected over the years they have
owned the property. We picked up a
surfboard for Cailyn and delivered it to her house. Then we had to return into Texas to babysit
Kel’s kids. He and Christina were going
to the Art Walk in Galveston. Seems the
assistant coach of Micah’s baseball team is in a band, and they were to
play. Unfortunately the band’s lead
singer got sick so they had to cancel the gig.
Hopefully Kel and Christina still had a good time.
Back
at the house, I drew Noa duty when it came to bedtime. I read a few books and stayed with her until
she went to sleep. Then I had to make my
way out of her bed. Noisy creation, that
bed. But she must have been pretty
tired, because she never moved in spite of the squeaking. The boys watched part of a movie. Something about Chicken Little, I think. The sky is falling and all. They didn’t get to finish it, though. Bedtime struck. Once they were off to bed I found the Astros
game on the radio. They didn’t have ROOT
TV on their television. Another loss for
the Astros. They will come around. Gotta have faith.
Mark
6:50 says, “Immediately he spoke to them
and said, ‘Take courage! It is I. Don't be afraid.’”
Father,
thank you that our faith in you results in something far greater than an
American League pennant. Amen.
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