Mommy and daddy had their first softball game today. It was an emotional roller coaster. I laughed (at the other team's doggie when it licked my face), I whined (when I wasn't allowed to swing the metal bat around), I cheered (when daddy made it on base), I yelled (when I wasn't allowed to take the field with the rest of the team), and I even cried (when I saw some swings nearby that I wasn't allowed to go on because it was the middle of the game). I guess it was fun, I just hope this doesn't become a regular thing. It's exhausting being a spectator (that means a watcher).
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