First of all, congratulations to my niece, Emily, for hitting a home run that was outasite tonight!
Second, her team beat the Sluggers (their nemesis) 6 to 3! Way to go, FURY!
Third, Ouch! for the hit you took in the ribs, Em! I know it hurt and I hope you're icing it as I write this. You are so tough, my beautiful niece. You continued to play after that, however, and gave your team another run. What a trooper you are.
After the game I told Reece and Emily that I had something in my car for them. When I was at the Stax Museum last Sunday I bought them a couple of frisbees. I never see them in gift shops, so I thought they would be cool souvenirs. I bought Emily a hot pink one, like her softball team uniforms, and Reece got a neon orange one. How was I to know that pink is Reece's second-favorite color? He threw a little fit because Emily got the pink frisbee and he was stuck with orange. Geez.
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You know, only about, say, not even a year ago, boys that liked pink would be considered either crazy or sissy. Nowadays, boys liking pink or at least claiming they liked pink, like Reece, are "cool"!!!!! But a long time ago, boys' color was pink, and girls' color was blue. Later on, the colors switched, thankfully!!! Weird, huh?!?!
Very weird, indeed. But Reece isn't weird, he's the coolest 7-yr-old I know.
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