It's 6:00 am on a Saturday and the alarm clock is ringing. It's 38 degrees outside. Why am I awake? Game Day! First Little League game--a true milestone in our house. Alex has been wanting to play "on a real field" since he was three. So, despite the early hour and the less-than-optimal weather, we headed out to the ballpark.
As I watched him take the field, I felt the fingertips of time tapping my shoulder reminding me of its ever-present passing. My little boy is growing up.
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