While I realize that I've already put up several baseball posts, it's pretty much what consumes are lives at the moment. The video clips and pictures are mostly for the grandparents who can't be here to watch Cole play because I know they desperately wish they could.
5/6/10-GAME 5 (10-9)
For some reason there is a random horse right by where Cole plays baseball. I guess because the ball fields are in the country parts and someone just decided to stick it there. Usually Brooke always notices it in the middle of a game or practice, and I won't take her over there. This time we had to be at the game extra early and we happen to park right by it. I couldn't say no and she ran far off ahead of me to go pet it. I don't know what it is about horses and dogs, but she is just overwhelmingly drawn to them.
We didn't stay over there too long because this horse was kind of mean, and some guy standing outside the trailer on the property kept banging on his mass of lawn junk and stare bearing us. Uhhh...creepy.
Cole warming up before the game.
This game was 3 days after surgery and Nathan's first big outing (other than the doctor). He really wanted to go because he can't stand to miss a game, but he really shouldn't have. Besides the fact that he was pretty much confined to sit in a chair instead of standing inside the dugout helping out the team, he felt very lightheaded and sick to his stomach most of the time. None of the parents knew about the surgery, so guys kept coming up to him to say hi and roughly patting him on the shoulder. They had no idea how physically painful that actually was for him.
We sat right by the dugout so Nathan could talk to Cole and try to feel like he was being of some kind of help. Every time he would stand up and try to walk around, I was so worried that he was going to pass out and fall over or something. He usually stayed close to a fence that he could grab onto though.
Sitting by the dugout didn't allow me to take that good of videos so, this game doesn't have a lot. I'm that stalker lady that normally sits directly behind home plate staring every kid down with a camera. I don't care though.
This was the closest game yet. We actually almost lost it because of fielding errors. Luckily, the kids were able to pull out the win. On the last out the opposing team's pitching coach threw his glove down on the mound, kicked it high into the air, and then picked it up and chunked it across the field into the dugout fence. All of the moms on our team saw it and were definitely not happy about it. What an idiot. Immediately after I saw two kids on that team chunk their glove into the dugout because they were upset about their first loss. Nice. I'm so glad my son doesn't play on that team. We barely won, but we still won 10-9.We noticed one of the boys on Cole's team wore his pants up higher, and we thought it looked super cool. Nathan has always liked how Ian Kinsler of the Texas Rangers does that so, we started doing it, too. 
Brooke likes to play with the little brother of one of Cole's teammates when he's around. Strangely, she has no problem talking to the boys. She often asks me if she can talk to the boys that are in the dugout and sitting out during the inning. Hmmm....Maybe I should be worried.
This game was early in the morning and very chilly. It was bad enough for us sitting in the cold wind, but it must have been absolutely awful for the other team's parents. Their pitcher was beyond terrible and they had to grab two kids from another team just to have enough to play. Their kids were pretty young and had so many errors that allowed us to completely blow them out. It really wasn't fair, but oh well. We won 19-0.
And this is how Cole really is most of the time...Dorky! We're so proud. I like to say he gets it from Nathan's side of the family. For some reason, he doesn't agree. Cole gives us a good laugh though and we love him!
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