I’m beat. But in a few minutes I’m off to my daughter’s regularly scheduled Saturday morning softball game. It’s one of my biggest joys to watch my skinny as a stick daughter drill pitches to the outfield or catch a fly ball. Not bragging, but last week she fielded a hard liner to second on the fly and then doubled off the runner from first who thought there was no way she was going to catch what looked like a double (or more) headed over her head. How many of you have an 11 year old daughter who could do all that?
Did I tell you I’m a proud father?
What’s on tap for your Saturday morning?