May 21

Today marked the end of the spring baseball season for both Isaac and Brady. While Adam accompanied Brady to the Sports Park for what wound up being his last playoff game, I drove Isaac up to Moraga for his season-ending 680 league tournament.

It was a lose-one-long-lunch-break-win-one-lose-one kind of day for this guy. He fared well enough at the plate and on the base paths during the three games the Rays played, going 4 for 8 with a walk and a hit by pitch. And he drove in at least one run, stole multiple bases, and scored several times. 

But beyond all of that, I'm thankful that I got to spend some time with just this kiddo. We have the ten minutes it takes to drive between Brady's school and his in the mornings, but other than that, mom-and-Isaac time is quite limited. So it was genuinely nice to grab lunch with just him and to listen to his thoughts. 

So even though his season ended a day earlier than would've been the case had they won game three, I'm grateful for those hours of watching him do this thing on the diamond. And I'm  especially grateful for the precious one-on-one minutes with my amazing third child.