Baseball Practice

After, a couple of seasons of standing on the sidelines watching his siblings in the spot light, Ricky finally met the criteria of his Momma's rules to be eligible to participate in the sport of his choice. (I knew he had it in him.) Baseball practice officially started tonight. I'm sure he was freezing his rear end while Elena, Allan and I sat in the car and watched. Allan was cheering him on from the warmth of our car, yelling, "Go Kicky!"