And then there were five...

...homeruns, that is. With three games left in the season, there is a possibility that the little prince could end up with a total of 14 homeruns. How awesome would that be? Urban legend has it that the most homeruns in Schoentown T-ball is 15.

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Morgan walked in the Memorial Day parade with 2 of his fellow T-ball team mates. He then read a poem at the service following the parade and was granted the privilege of ringing the bell after each name was read. It was a nice service. For the first time in over 20 years, we had a 21-gun salute. It was very moving.

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This is the poem he read:

"Honor Earned"

Here we stand to honor our dead
To remember them as these words are read
To give that honor that they have earned
Is a lesson taught, a lesson learned
These men and women who gave their all
And answered God's hallowed call
And even though we are apart
They live on in our minds and heart
So, bow your head and let us pray
God bless them all on this day

Out of the park ... times two

Yes that's right! The little prince hit 2 home-runs in the game tonight. Right over the fence and bounced onto the parked cars. O me, O my, the cheering that there was. And the tears. He's growing up so quickly! This is his 4th and last year in T-ball. Next year, if he is still interested, he will move up to the Minor League. Then it becomes competative. Not looking forward to that. But maybe it will be a good way to teach him to be a good sportsman.

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Yes, yes, much excitement tonight. I'm still so excited for him. AND...I got it on tape!! Woo Hoo!!One - Two - Three - ABDOS!!!!

Dessert Chef

When I was making up the menu for the week, I found the most interesting recipe. It was called "Honey Bun Cake". Morgan loves honey buns, so I called him over to see the recipe. His response: "O Mommy! Can we make it right this very instant?" I told him to go look for all the ingredients. He found everything except the sour cream. He looked and looked in the pantry for it. He did find sour cream mashed potatoes. Finally, I took pity on him and told him to look in the fridge. While Reese was upstairs, we got everything together and made the cake. As you can see, we had a most wonderful time. Since we used almost all the milk when making the glaze, I let Morgan drink from the jug like I used to do when I was little (and still do even tho I am so not little any more).

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The cake? It was totally dee-lish. Reese got 2 pieces when it was still warm and Morgan and I ate the rest the following week. A little piece for breakfast, a little piece for dessert, a little piece because it was still there, a little piece because it was the last one in the container...

Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all you ladies out there who are a mother in any way. Just because you do not have a child does not mean you are not a 'mother' to someone. As a nurse, Clara Barton was a mother to those wounded and dying on the battle field. Teachers can be a 'mother' to the students in their class.

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I had a wonderful Mother's Day last Sunday. The weather was lovely. The azaleas were in full bloom and smelled wonderful. I sat outside and enjoyed the breeze and sun for quite a while. I watched Morgan play and dreamed that I had a quarter of his energy. Finally I managed to catch up with him and get him to stop for a picture with his mom. He winked at the camera and then it was back out to play in the yard. He played as hard as he could before we had to go home.

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I missed being with my Mom again this Mother's Day. I have not seen her on Mother's Day since I became a mom myself. But I called her where she was visiting my sister in LA (the state, not the city) and wished her a very happy day. With 9 daughters, she gets lots of calls on Mother's Day. I will be visiting her on Saturday, so that will have to take the place of Mother's Day.

First Homerun

This ball is outta heeeeere. While I was cutting the grass today, Reese took Morgan down to the T-ball field to hit some balls off the T. When they came back, I learned that Morgan hit a ball over the fence for a homerun. His first one ever! And I missed it. But they kept the ball aside and wrote the date and time on it to keep forever. Morgan was very excited and called his Pappy to let him know. See, it's the little things that matter...

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Speaking of little things...Congratulations go out to my nephew (and Morgan's godfather) Paul and his wife Vernella on the birth of their first baby. A healthy little girl. That makes me a great-aunt for the third time. (Paul's sister, Tara, has a girl and a boy.) Wow. Sure does make me feel old. That and cutting the grass for 1 1/2 hrs with the push mower today. LOL