All Star at 11… or 10

It’s been a busy end-of-school, end-of baseball season weekend for us. Danny’s second to last game was to be played Friday night, which he choose to go to the 5th grade banquet instead. Good thing, since the game was lighteninged out as- ahem- Mom predicted could happen when Danny was trying to make his decision, several weeks ago. All right, so I said it might rain.

The rain (and lightening) continued on into Saturday morning when the Rugrats, Kelly’s team, was to play. Unlike Danny, she had no interest in driving over to the field to see what was going on. I told her that this was the last game. That was all right with her. She was not going to the field. Oh, well, we never could stir any passion in her for the game.

The rain cleared for Danny’s Saturday afternoon game. Afterwards, the coach called Danny, Matthew Whitfield, and Matthew Hall aside. They had been chosen to play All Stars. *Rob Jordan was chosen as the alternate.

The coach praised Danny, telling him he made a big turn around in the season (not playing Hot Dog) and that he noticed it along with the other coaches. He continued to tell Danny that he should be proud. Danny was only one of two 11 year olds selected for the team. All the other boys are 12. Danny nodded. Jeb was proud of Danny for not telling the coach that actually he’s 10.

Kelly asked for a baby brother on the way home from the game.

Jeb helped Kelly and Claire find their courage today. He got Kelly to jump off of the diving board. She even tried some tricks. But more than that, he got Claire to go beyond the pool steps. She couldn’t have been cuter swim/floating all over the pool in her little ring. Somehow I fear this is not as great an accomplishment as Jeb thinks. He just made my job much harder.

Nicole still exists. Only, her nose is buried in books as she makes the final 9th grade push toward final exams.

*Mom, making predications again, had told Danny several weeks ago that the two Matts would certainly make All Stars. The third choice from their team would be between Danny and Rob. I gave Rob the edge due to his age. Maybe I should play the lottery. But then again, I’m only good at this where Danny’s involved.