63 in 60

Where have I been you ask?

Where has McGee gone?
Why isn’t she writing?

I will tell you…
I’ve been here…

And as a result.
At night.
In my sleep.
All I hear over and over again is…

"Holy Monkey, that was funky
Moooove it over, Moooove it over."

Or

"Suzie is her number.
5 is her name.
Even though we’re mixed up,
We’re gonna win this game."

You see.
With three of the kids in sports…
63 games in 60 days.
That’s a lot of softball and tball.

I have had the honor of serving on the board of a softball organization along side 12 other volunteers, countless coaches and managers, and hundreds of parents to produce a softball season where 322 girls came to play and left it all out on the field.

There is nothing more rewarding than hearing a group of girls cheering each other on and then vowing to come back again next year and do it all over again.

But my favorite moment?
It had nothing to do with the score.

Mini McGee is playing first base at the Championship Game. A girl from the other team hits it to short, short throws to Mini McGee who reaches just into the line to catch the ball and as she does she gets caught up in the runner. A MAJOR tumble ensues where both girls look like a dust storm. As a mom-I hold my breath for a minute, waiting to see both girls stand up in one piece. As a coach-I hope she’s holding on to that ball tight! They both get up-runner is safe and they both dust themselves off.

Then.
There’s the moment.
The one that I love...

Mini-McGee reaches out her hand,
Right before the next pitch,
To high five her rival with a grin.
Because it’s all about good softball.

Winning is great.
Talent is awesome.
Connections made on that field
will last far beyond the talent or the score.
And for that-it’s all worth it!

Oh.
And.
I’m baaaaaack!

-McGee