What's the Score, Dad?

Aren't doctor offices great? I used to always get sick after going to my doctor for a checkup. That really makes you want to go! Recently, I thought I had kicked that pattern, but guess what? I had my yearly checkup in St. Louis with my kidney doctor yesterday. Everything is where it is supposed to be number-wise with my blood work. But the downside of the trip was that I came back sick. UGH!!! There should be a "never sick in summer" rule. Even Amanda said that you can't get a cold in the summer. She said it - so now it's a rule. Luckily this "non-cold" has only a low grade fever, runny nose, watery eyes, aches... you know, typical Swine Flu stuff. Just kidding. Just sick enough to not go to work, but not too sick to have to be in bed all day. I am never going to the doctor when I am well again! Only kidding.

Amanda's softball playing is improving with each game. I am helping to coach her team. I have resigned myself to the fact that she won't take instructions from me on the field. And that is ok. She actually caught (let roll into her glove correctly) three balls that were hit to her in her last game. You really can't call them games, though. In my mind, games have winner/losers, runs, outs, and a certain amount of competition. This is coach pitch/tee ball. Everyone bats, everyone plays the field, everyone gets to run all the bases, there are no outs, and no strikeouts. I'm old school... you play to win... at all ages.

The upside is that there's no yelling/fighting by the parents!