Batter Up! Harrison is SIX!

That 6-pound 12-ounce June baby boy of our just turned SIX!  He assures me that six is "grown up...it's first grade, Mama." 

 

Don't remind me. 

 

He had his heart set on a baseball themed birthday party, so I set out "pinning" all things baseball that I could.  And then Strep throat set in. 

 

For me. 

 

Mama got sick. 

 

Needless to say, the party was still fun, but a lot of those great pins got tossed to the wayside.  Bottom line -- Harrison didn't mind at all.  It was his day, his party. 

 

Can't have a June birthday without some water fun to beat the heat...the water slide was a huge hit!

 

Fisher and Harrison crash landing

 

Perhaps the biggest kid of all

 

 

Only Dad would put a $50 bill in a huge empty Frosted Flakes display box!

 

This critter was wore slap out (much like his mother) at the end of the day

Play Ball!

As hard as I try, it's still difficult for me to imagine that Harrison is old enough to participate in team sports.  He is growing up and making that transition to "big kid."  It's frightening and exhilarating all at the same time. 

With some encouragement from Daddy, Harrison decided that he wanted to try baseball this year.  We went for sign-ups, paid our fee, and waited for a practice schedule.  Patiently waited.  "Did you know anything about my baseball, Mom?" became a daily question.  Until finally we got a phone call welcoming Harrison to the Dodgers and when they would start practice.  

We're now halfway through the season, and their team has done really well with only 2 losses.  Fitting practices and games into our already busy schedule has been interesting, but seeing the shear joy and pride on Harrison's face is completely worth rearranging things.  Oh yeah, and I've learned that I might be a little competitive...maybe a little.

Ridiculously handsome in that uniform

3rd base and ready

Hustle boy!

Baseball ready to run for home