Lately I have had the privilege of taking my two oldest granddaughters to baseball on Wednesday evenings. It’s a breath of fresh air watching little ones learn new skills, progressing gradually every week in their ability to bat, throw and learn the rules of the game. Somehow the world seems a better place when you see kids being kids, playing a team sport and eagerly listening to their coaches telling them the same thing over and over again. I’m not sure if it’s being outside in springtime, watching the little ones grow and learn or perhaps a bit of nostalgia as it seems like just yesterday that I was there watching my own children. But whatever the cause, the truth is I absolutely love being there!
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