Tuesday, March 12, 2013

his home

It is nine at night, but my son and his dad just got home from baseball practice. They went to the batting cage with his teammates. They were there for two hours and very tired. He said he never get to hit the ball because it was so quick. His daddy was taking video about the batting practice and showed it to me. The balls were flying so quick that he could not hit them. Poor son, I told him to hit the ball next practice.

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