Every year come baseball season I feel it rise like a lump in my throat, that little bit of anxiety at how busy we become, how we divide and conquer throughout the week and skip sit down dinners together out of necessity. I hate the whirlwind of it, but I know they both all love it so.  When I see how motivated he is for weeks to get all his stuff done, including his own laundry ensuring his uniform is clean, how I hear him counting down day after day to the next game, or makeshift ceremony at practice, when I see the Brothers Uhler up to bat one right after another, or their daddy in his own uniform coaching them  from inside the dugout or out on the field well….I think I can handle it for a few more weeks.



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