Carter was thrilled to make the All Star baseball team. With the big leagues comes more equipment- right up Carter's alley. This kid is a sucker for sports gear. When he found out the catchers wore full gear he was beside himself...
Now this part I can handle. It's what's underneath that gets complicated. All the players are also required to wear a mouthguard and cup. Guess who got to pick those out? You guessed it, Mom.
I can't say I have ever browsed the athletic cup section of the sports store before. I had no idea there were so many choices! Where do you even begin? We decided to go with the boxers. Then it was time to choose the cup size to put inside the pouch. Size? I really have to figure this out?! The box guidelines went by age and waist size. Neither of those were at all helpful. His age has nothing to do with his size and his waist size isn't even on there. It's the same as my thigh! So what next? Maybe the names will make it obvious.... peewee junior, peewee large, youth junior.... are they serious?! I'm starting to find the whole experience embarassing. Carter on the other hand doesn't mind a bit. He is chattering away like always. Have you ever had to stand in a store and try to assess the size of your child's package inconspicuously?! There are no guidelines for this one!
We finally made our selection and he triumphantly took it up to pay. When we pulled in at home he jumped out of the car and took all his new purchases with him. While I was unloading the car, he reappeared in just his skivvies, "Okay, now do I leave my underwear on or off and what order does it all go on in?"
We figured that out, but then he wanted to try it out. After pounding on it for a while, he decided to up the ante and grabbed one of his Nerf dart guns. He handed it to Julia and said, "Here, shoot me right here." Oh my!
And just when I was wondering if this was all normal, I looked over at All Star practice and there is a dugout of 8 year old boys in a line playing on their cups like bongo drums. Apparently the novelty hasn't worn off yet and despite their talents on the field, they are still 8 year old boys.
Though I must say the mouthpieces on the other hand come with a benefit not advertised on the package. As Coach Chris likes to say, "they are big kid pacifiers". The same kids that are constantly talking, commentating, and adding their two cents are suddenly rendered speechless on the field. Maybe we're on to something here.
Ah, the life of a baseball mama... making it up as I go along. I must say I am tapping into a skill set I never knew I had. I have also found I can carry a backpack, three camp chairs, a cooler bag, and a camera bag, while pulling a canopy tent in the brutal summer heat over gravel lots and unmowed fields- while still happily smiling.
Lovin' every minute!
We finally made our selection and he triumphantly took it up to pay. When we pulled in at home he jumped out of the car and took all his new purchases with him. While I was unloading the car, he reappeared in just his skivvies, "Okay, now do I leave my underwear on or off and what order does it all go on in?"
We figured that out, but then he wanted to try it out. After pounding on it for a while, he decided to up the ante and grabbed one of his Nerf dart guns. He handed it to Julia and said, "Here, shoot me right here." Oh my!
And just when I was wondering if this was all normal, I looked over at All Star practice and there is a dugout of 8 year old boys in a line playing on their cups like bongo drums. Apparently the novelty hasn't worn off yet and despite their talents on the field, they are still 8 year old boys.
Though I must say the mouthpieces on the other hand come with a benefit not advertised on the package. As Coach Chris likes to say, "they are big kid pacifiers". The same kids that are constantly talking, commentating, and adding their two cents are suddenly rendered speechless on the field. Maybe we're on to something here.
Ah, the life of a baseball mama... making it up as I go along. I must say I am tapping into a skill set I never knew I had. I have also found I can carry a backpack, three camp chairs, a cooler bag, and a camera bag, while pulling a canopy tent in the brutal summer heat over gravel lots and unmowed fields- while still happily smiling.
Lovin' every minute!