Finn's baseball season ended last night and it's bittersweet. While I know we're all ready for some free summer evenings around here, it's been so much fun watching him learn the game and get better along with his young teammates from the sidelines. We lucked out with super supportive coaches and families, all there to ensure that our kids were challenged, confident and learning all season long. We've experienced the same community, kid-valued spirit on Logan's swim team and it's made me realize how important it is to have a "village" like this behind our kids.
Not only are they learning skills, having fun and spending time doing things they love, they're also feeling part of a bigger group of their peers and other families who cheer and support them right along with their own family. They join that group in support of other kids. Their enthusiasm builds and the group's numbers grow, until we are all cheering everyone on together, inspiring so many good vibes, that I can't even describe it with words. The "village" behind our kids matters so much.
So as baseball winds down, I'm already looking forward to the fun and camaraderie of next year. Of all the great times, plays and laughs, my favorite moment has to be this one:
Our team was at bat Monday night and Finn was supposed to be in the hole. He had run off to relieve himself in the prairie grass behind the field since there were no bathrooms on site. We knew he was up and we were calling and calling to him, as his spot moved from the hole, to the deck. Just as the little guy before him got a hit, he appeared in front of me, with two freshly picked cone flower blooms and a shy smile. Then he ran off to hit the ball.
On Monday, more than any other day, I needed this. I didn't know it, but Finn did.