Best Summer Ever, part 4. The day before.
On Memorial Day, we got everything ready for our first summer activities. Tuesday, Chris and Alexa have their first baseball practice, followed by our first Colorado Rockies game of the year. Even though I’ve been counting down, this week snuck up me.
We’ve practiced batting, but not much throwing, very little catching, and no rules. We’ll ease into the rules. Back in the day, as a 70s kid, we just went outside and played baseball all day long from around age 4 (with breaks for dirt-clod wars in and around new home excavations). We learned from each other, watching games on TV, and parents when we went to them to clarify the rules during arguments. Now, kids aren’t out on their own until age 15 or close to it, and there are about a million things more interesting to do than watch baseball games on TV. During hot Chicago summers, afternoon Cubs games were about as much electronic excitement as we could find.
Alexa wanted to know how the ‘mitten’ worked, so we started there. Putting the mittens on proved to be the hardest part of practice, taking up 20 minutes. Once we got that down, it only took about 10 minutes to get them to stop throwing like girls. What’s the pc term for that anyway? About 10 more minutes and they were catching it and looking very surprised that they did. Finally, about 10 more minutes and they started catching more than they dropped. Not bad for an hour.
After practice we decided to head out for lunch. Alexa suggested Noodles & Company. Noodles, as the kids call it, is our favorite restaurant because we love the food, they have a machine with every drink known to humankind, and you can walk to/from the library or the wading fountain. Not much lacking in a choice like that. Alexa, who has a thing for declaring absolutes daily, then dropping them just as quickly, declared that Noodles was the best restaurant ever and that we should eat there every day for the whole summer. We all eagerly agreed and went home to get our gear together for the big day.