Rain, Rain....stay forever!!!

During baseball season I root for the rain. It probably puts me in the category of "bad fan" or even maybe "bad coach's wife" but I don't care. Rain means that Lou comes straight home when the bell rings and we love that.  Squish was super excited when I told him that daddy wasn't going to play baseball after work today. He said "he can play baseball with me!" It was sweet and heartbreaking, in the way that only a mother's heart can be broken when she realizes just how much her son misses his daddy.

We had a lovely time at Jen and Wibef's again today. Jen made Bear his birthday shirt (not to be confused with his birthday suit, which may be the only thing cuter than the shirt). I have super "mom of a second child" guilt where Bear is concerned. His big brother barreled into the world and has been a scene/attention/toy/food/... stealer since he came out of the gate. Bear on the other hand flows through life with a little less intensity and as a result is sometimes in the enormous shadow that his brother casts. Add that to the fact that he is second, and therefore wears all his brothers old clothes, sleeps in his brothers old room, eats in his brothers old chair and plays with his brothers old toys. Plus the walls are still covered in single pictures of Squish, as we have not had the time, energy or money to take bear for the almost monthly photo sessions his brother had to endure. No baby book the second time around cause I didn't get one for a shower gift and never got around to buying one. MOM GUILT....if they served this drink at bars I'd be drunk all the time

OH! So back to the shirt...Bear has his very own first birthday shirt, with the number one in bear print fabric and his name embroidered on it and he will be wearing it at his party. And squish NEVER had a special birthday shirt....score one for team Bear.