My son asked me the other day if I thought he’d play in the Major League someday. Of course, I do. I’m his mom. It helps that he’s talented, and serious, and crazy for baseball. It helps that his dad plays catch with him until dark every night. And it helps that in his three short years in Little League, he’s had great coaches.
This week, I sent last season’s husband-wife coaching team portraits of their kids as thank-yous.