So even though we just got back from North Texas late last night, my kiddo was up and at them early this morning. She drug me and Duch out of bed at 6 so we could all have breakfast before hitting the field at 8 with Billy. And since she's OCD like her momma, we have to get there 30 minutes early so she can warm up. Which includes blaring music from the jeep and throwing the ball around, stretching, and booty dancing. It keeps us in shape! So when I wasn't assisting, I was taking pics.... so join us on our Sunday morning softball practice. 3 hours of fun. Not to be mistaken with the 3 hour practice this evening for select.
We take several buckets of balls to the field for practice with Billy, and we need them! At least she totes her own gear. Billy made her run laps once for my toting it so she learned that lesson quick, lol.
And sometimes digging around in his truck for equipment isn't the safest thing but he always have enough gear to outfit two teams at any given notice. Die hard softball fan much?
So they started with pivoting......
And hitting.........
And laps but I was assisting......
And line driving, but I was shagging balls.........
And then my favorite: sacrificing. I.e. sacrificing oneself for the play. Or better known as eatting dirt. They complained that they didn't know how until some 34 year old woman went out and demonstrated, catching the first ball thrown down so the challenge was up and running. Hint: it wasn't BA (whose kiddo comes to Billy's practice too) cause she was "wearing a brand new white tank and hell to the no".
And they worked on it............
And worked on it......... look Duch is in the dirt too!
She was all up in the dirt!
And worked on it..........
And yet some more......
Yep, BA is still clean!
She got one! Sidenote: notice our small country town's high school football statium in the background.... do we do it hardcore about our sports down here or what? And the field we're on is the softball field which is nicer by far than the baseball field!
Opps, malfunction......
Which means pushups.........
BFF didn't get out of those either!
Mom, I'm hot.
Breaktime. One hour into practice. lol. These kids crack me up. You gotta be completely addicted to the sport to endure this type of work and still push for more.
Second base mechanics........
Duch was on shagging duty! Then got to field some with me hitting during the girls' breaktimes.
Did I mention that we were filthy?
Relacing gloves and breaktime. They have to have their gloves relaced about once a month down here they get so much use!
BA looking fresh as a daisy while I was covered completely on my left side in red dirt.
Then at the end of practice, the smackdown came. If it's muddy, they get rolled up in the mud or slide into a waterhole..... if it's not, they get windmilled.
Mudhole! At this point, he was remembering that she's a colored belt in taekwondo, cause girlfriend has some serious knee jabs, kicks and punches. He couldn't keep a hold of her to dunk her in the mud.
But he kept trying........lol.
Then gave up and went for BFF.
My filthy little softball stars then took us for lunch and a quick trip to the mall (in their cleats, lol) for a shoe sale. I love these kids!
PS: Duch was so filthy that when she took hers off, I threw the socks away and bought her some new flip flops, lol. YUCK.
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