Pre-Mothers Day Recap

So even though my Mother's Day was by far the best day of the weekend (or ever), a lot happened this weekend before my special day.  First of all, I had to leave work early on Friday to pick up Riley.  She had a 101.5 degree fever.  Her fever finally broke today, and last night was one of my worst ever as a parent.  Nothing could make her happy, and I didn't know a child could cry for two hours straight.  But we survived, and how can you not love this face?

I didn't get to go, but Friday night Alli had her last school dance of the year where her dance club performed some Michael Jackson numbers.  The girl has some moves!  Saturday morning, Alli and I went on a bike ride together after Ryan went on his solo.  Then we headed to the ballpark for Alli's scrimmage.  She was 2 for 3 batting with two singles and two runs scored.  She also played the pitcher position as well as catcher.  She did awesome.  I am so excited to get to spend evenings at the ballpark again.  Alli is really enjoying playing, and many of the girls on her team go to school with her, so we get to interact with families who have kids Alli's age who live nearby.

After the game, we took Riley for the inaugural spin in her bike chariot, which she loved.  Thank goodness, because when that girl isn't happy, no one is happy!  It was a wonderful Mother's Day weekend all around, and I am just ecstatic that I got to spend it doing all of my favorite things (except having a sicko kiddo...).

Black Eyed Pea

Like I mentioned in some earlier posts, this past weekend was gorgeous.  After Alli's horse show on Sunday, we did our grocery shopping.  On the way home, we stopped by Academy Sports.  Alli asked me (again) to please sign her up for softball this spring, so I did a few weeks ago in a fast pitch league put on by Fayetteville High School.  I'm not sure if she's ready for her mom to turn into a crazy woman though.  I don't know anything about soccer, but she's about to get schooled in softball.

Anyway, we decided to grab her a glove so that we could get it broken in and start playing a little catch.  Then we spent an hour out in the yard working on fielding, catching and throwing, and she did so well.  She caught on fast and she really seemed to enjoy it.  She even got hit a few times - once on her lip, once on the knee, and a few times on her fingers, but she was a trooper.  Her throwing improved dramatically as we worked.  We still have some practice to do on catching, but I think she's going to do great.

This evening as I was putting her to bed, I noticed that Alli had a raised bump right above her eye that was quickly bruising up.  Horrified, I asked her if she got hit with the softball, thinking I hadn't noticed it.

"No.  I was playing Mario a minute ago on the Wii, and I beat a level and got really excited and hit myself in the eye.  It really hurts, but I'm okay."

Seriously?  This kid can jump a horse, kick a soccer ball across the field, and practice softball for an hour, but the only injury she got all day was from a Wii remote?  Sometimes I just don't even know what to say.