Old age seems to have hit with an “Ouch!”.....

The last two weekends (and the five days between them) I helped our daughter Carrie move her four offices from a two story building into their own not-too-ready office building.  It took us one whole day just to pack and move the supply and old file closet.  It looks great but I have used muscles that I haven’t used in a long time.

Then,  ALL 17-days of this week, I played basketball, soccer, golf, football, and baseball with an enthusiastic sports-nut three-year-old.  

(Excuse me while I go do another RAIN DANCE, snow, or  I would even take a dust storm so I could lie on the couch, prop up my feet, and watch some Disney movies!)

This precious child is such a blessing is really so much fun...it's just me being 68 that's so tough.  We enjoy him all  
                                                                       day, every single day.   But.........

Clark loves all sports, and really, really, really loves baseball!  And since I was so tired and wanted to recuperate from such a tough couple of weeks,  I thought a great way to wear his energy level down was to my speed.  I pitched the ball very slowly, so as to let him make contact with the ball MORE…and stay up at bat MORE.  I was slow to retrieve the ball when he hit it so that he would get MORE time to run the bases and therefore, stay at bat longer.

Then, I encouraged him to run and touch all three bases that I had drawn on the driveway/patio.  I tried to help him hit lots of home-runs so he could stay at bat. This child genius remembered every detail of the Ranger game we took him to two months ago……and he called his own balls and strikes…and outs…..accurately!!!

IF ANYONE else tells me that keeping a young child, in my old age, will keep me young, I an going to hit them with my crutches!