We started our Summer Break off with a baseball weekend in San Clemente.
It was a gorgeous weekend so we made the best of it.
Yesterday there was a long break between games so we left to go eat. Chipotle it was then the boys went back to the field. The girls ran around the grocery store, bought candy, and then went back to the field.
(Those little sisters deserve candy for all the time they spend at the field.)
Again today we had a big break so we headed toward the beach and ate at El Ranchito. The boys headed back the field while the ladies hit up the RAINBOW outlet for some new sandals real quick! YAY...
Luke's travel ball team HARD 9 played in a tournament this weekend down in San Clemente. His arm was finally healed and he was excited to get back on the field.
It was freezing but it was so nice to see him out there.
* P.S. One of the coaches for the other team was none other than Doug Savant. That is Tom from Desperate Housewives or if you old like me, it's Matt from Melrose Place. I tried not to be a creeper but I stared a little. He was kind of mouthy and annoying as a coach.
I sneaked a quick pic as they did hand shakes at the end of the game:
It's like another world here; slow-paced and seasonal.
It could fall off the map entirely if it weren't for baseball - no joke.
You don't stay at hotels when you visit Cooperstown. You rent an old house or an apartment.
Our house was over 100 years old and called 'All Aboard'. Back in the day it was the last stop for the railroad, evidence by the tracks that are literally in the back yard covered now in moss and twigs.
We had the entire 2nd floor...
All the comforts of HOME
Our house was lovely...
2 big bedrooms, an office, full kitchen, a grill in the backyard, full use of the house including the laundry facilities in the basement + all the charm in the world.
Luke was staying the entire week at Dreams Park with his Team & Coaches so it was just the 3 of us. It was quiet and quaint. It rained, we did crafts and took walks in town.
You almost forget that you have games to go watch - especially after you've enjoyed happy hour on the porch swing.
On the schedule for Saturday was the OPENING CEREMONIES.
I volunteered to go on the field with other moms and made friends go with me.. thank you Patti & Susie.
And yes, we got to keep that blinding pink Cooperstown Mom shirt.
Dreams Park Sky Divers
Team ORANGE CRUSH was introduced...
The festivities finished up with Skills Competitions.
Below is a picture of them doing 'Around the Horn'... they did great and didn't drop the ball once!
The boys will wear BLUE as Visitors and RED as the Home team.
Luke is #6 this week and games will start tomorrow... so exciting!
Our last tournament was this weekend. I think we all had that same Bittersweet feeling. It had been a long few months and I think we're all ready for a break, to catch up with life.
On Saturday we won both games. We finished the #1 seed allowing only 5 runs total. That night we had our end of the season team party. The kids (and parents) all had a blast!
We watched a little slide show of the season. Pictures of the kids, coaches, fans, siblings... remembering the fun times, great plays and the relentless heat of a summer playing in Chino Hills.
Ironically I think we all froze this weekend. It was maybe 50* but the chilling wind would go right through you. (no comments from Kim on this one- I know 50* is not cold to you over in NY but we're not used to this sorta thing- K) We still sat outside, cheered them on and chattered our teeth for them.
Great hit AJ!
Our Sunday morning game finished mid-inning, courtesy of the mercy rule. We advanced to the Championship- undefeated thus far. We seem to repeatedly crack on Sunday's - like last weekend and the tournament before that and the tournament before that one etc. We've been to so many championship games, get so close and then it slips away.
Signs of a repeat were apparent. We had faith in them but that sinking feeling was there... we were struggling early on. Finally down 1-6 in the last inning... but we were HOME and had our last ups.
This is the bittersweet part...
They battled back... our last tournament and they finish 1st place!
This is when we all started thinking 'let's do this every weekend'.
No better way to go out.
Presenting: The 10&U SoCal Mavericks
(I can not believe we kept their award plaques in those terrible cardboard boxes for the picture. And don't even get me started on why we sat there for the worst possible shadows EVER.)
- I love these crazy kids -
We left the park to pick up our girl...
The storm is rolling in and I can't resist a sunset picture.
It was business as usual: early wake-up calls, slurpee's with pizza at 9am and more lost little siblings. There were tail-gate picnics following the nail-biting wins and even the disappointing loss.
Sydney cracks me up. It is 6-something and she is snug and cozy under the covers. I whisper, do you want to go Luke's baseball game? She jumps up with a smile.
I left the stroller in the car today - so she improvised and hopped aboard the rolling suitcase.
(Some consider this a baseball bag even though it is the size of walk-in closet)
We return on Sunday...
Our morning win advanced up to the Gold Bracket Semi-Championship
where we ...
I used to take anywhere from 400-600 pictures over the baseball weekend. Sydney would be getting lost or pee herself because I didn't take her potty. I never sat and watched. Then I would spend 8 hours mulling through jpegs, editing and emailing.
I think I took about 120 pictures this time. Sydney stayed clean (although she did disappear for a few minutes when she took $3 from my wallet and purchased her own slurpee in the restaurant). I spent 30 minutes deleting or saving in a file and choosing a few of Luke to share with my family.
We were on the road by 7am... it was a long day in Chino Hills.
The beauty of playing all three games on Saturday is getting it over with in one day ... did I just say that?
~ with lots of down time in between ~
The little ones though could care less and know no difference between 'game-time' and 'down-time'...
To them, anytime is the perfect occassion to visit the arcade, make an unsupervised trip to the playground, steal money from your mother's purse to buy a slurpee or hide = watching your mother have a panic attack over her lost child.
Some of the little boys were naughty and did this...
Sydney just runs away... one second she's there and then - (poof, she's gone)
(I spotted her in the clubhouse and took evidence of her escape)
Finally, yes I said it, finally 9 hours later... it was time to go home.