Your Champions in my book.

Baseball season came to a dramatic finish tonight. With Elijah and Isaac having already finished their seasons with less than perfect records, it was up to Zion and Aaron to bring home the gold. Their team, the Pirates, had an undefeated season heading into the post season tournament. The team made it to the championship without losing a single game. So tonight was THE GAME. The winner would walk away with a championship and a years worth of bragging rights. Unfortunately, it wasn't to be. The Pirate's lost 19-18.

I am very competitive in everything I do. I hate to lose at anything. Normally, I would tell you that being second means your are the first loser. But tonight, my boys were champions!

This was Aaron's first year of t-ball. He was the only three year old in the league. He learned to stand in the out field without playing in the dirt. He learned that his hat was for keeping the sun out of his eyes not for throwing in the air. He learned to hit the ball, throw the ball, and which way to go around the bases. Maybe, next year he will hit past pitcher, throw the ball further than two feet, and actually run to the bases instead of walking. He came along way and I am proud of my Champion.

This was Zion's second year so it was fitting for him to play second base. He did a great job and was true joy to watch. Zion plays ball like he does everything else in life. He is confident, joyful, excited and full of awe and wonder. This year he learned to slide into base and took full advantage of every opportunity to do so. Although he left his "happy dance" of last season behind, I loved every minute of watching my Champion play ball.

It is sad for me to say goodbye to this baseball season. But like all seasons it must come to and end. Seeing my babies grow and learn blesses my soul. They worked so hard, learned so much, had loads of fun, and learned to love the game. In my book that is the heart of a champion.