Baseball, Baseball, Baseball

Wyatt is still insisting to wear his baseball uniform EVERY single day. As mentioned before, he wears it wherever we go. For, I think the 10th day, he is in his hat, glove, shirt and shoes. He tries to insist that I wear the hard batting helmet every time we leave the house. Thankfully, I have talked him out of it without any huge meltdowns. This morning, I disappointed him as his mother. I did not have a clean baseball shirt for him to wear. I just can't keep up!! Thankfully, I avoided huge tears by "finding" his UGA football jersey. It somehow mysteriously disappeared prior to today. ;)

My parents have been in town this week. Since I had a sitter, I have crammed tons of much needed appointments - doctor apointments, nail apointments, ect. My poor parents have been to baseball camp every day. The instructor? Wy-Wy. They have had to tag team each other for a break. It 7:30AM and my dad is already outside having a batting lesson. I think he is just thankful he can take the batting lesson while sitting down. Yesterday Wyatt had them running the bases. I think my dad drew the line when Wyatt wanted him to practice sliding into the imaginary base.