"Batter-Up!"

At the end of the school year San Elijo always has their annual "Mother-Son Soft Ball Game". And this year was no different. When R.J. was younger we played on the same team and we played against other moms and sons. Our team always won and R.J. would be so proud of his mommy. Since R.J. has gotten older things have changed. It is now us against them...THE SONS VS. THE MOMS!!!! And it isn't pretty. Last year the MOMS WON. R.J. was not happy. Seriously, not happy. He vowed never to let that happen again. One year later we went back on that field. Things have changed...he got faster, I got slower, He threw farther, I had no arm, He hit harder, I hit the same (I really wasn't all that bad, but compared to him, I had no chance!) We got creamed 8-21!!! They even gave us 5 outs, We even cheated and said we were safe when clearly we weren't, we got extra pitches, I even sat on R.J. at third base to keep him from running home and scoring! It was pitiful and painful to admit our sons have passed us by. R.J. was still proud of me though, he said I was the best mom out there. He was impressed that I almost got a home run, But I ended up getting out at home plate. See, I said those boys threw farther than before (Okay, I am slower too). It was a very humbling yet happy moment. It is just the circle of life, I was taking care of him during our first games together, I was the one encouraging him to swing at the ball. Now it's the other way around, he's the one encouraging me, and I love it!