Sammy finished his first T-ball season yesterday, and the coaches surprised the kids with a trophy for each of them.
Of course Sammy was feeling pretty self important and strutting around holding that trophy for the rest of the night.
We took it with us for celebratory ice cream, the trophy displayed rather blatantly at table center.
Jenna trailed behind Sammy the whole time, just wanting to be near. Of course she wasn’t allowed to get too close. I didn’t hear his explanation to her as he shut down her last attempt at sneaking a quick touch. But it all became clear…..
“Mom…..” she began, with those big, earnest, brown eyes….
“So I can get a trophy when I’m six…..and a boy?”