A while back I named this truck Christine. You know, like the Stephen King novel. I secretly have liked this truck, but would like to make some changes like raising it a bit so that one could carry a real load in the bed. Sam originally bought it, but being detained overseas, Wils has been driving it. Or at least when it starts. This last week it has been running consistently and Christine has reminded me why she is a good truck, despite the name. And she is owned free and clear.
We have played plenty of baseball this week. Six games in six days with one more rained out and to be played later. The team is starting to come together and roles are being defined. Yesterday was the culmination of the Farmersville Baseball Classic. After the preliminary games, we were seeded third. Wilson pitch most of the game against the #2 seed, Kern Valley, and we won 3-2. It was an intense game and the Butterflies roared like Lions. In the championship game we forgot how to catch and throw and lost to a good Fresno Christian team 6-2. After the game and the trophies were handed out, the two teams and coaching staffs gathered, intermingled and were lead in prayer by a player. You certainly don't see that every day. I ended the night with a visit to the JV team playing the late game in the Mt. Whitney tournament. The Baby Butterflies also played an intense game and beat Mt. Whitney 4-2. Mark, our JV coach, couldn't make the game so Jesus, a long time JV and Varsity coach took the team. Marshall and I decided to help so the Little Monarchs had three varsity level coaches helping them. It was fun to be in the dugout with Marshall, Jesus and AJ again.
The cat here lying languidly with Sam is Sofie. Sofie is our only cat that isn't fixed, yet. Well you know what happens when that situation exists. Sofie had her litter last night. Six wonderful kittens. So now all friends and relatives can step right up and pick a number to choose their very own cuddly ball of fur.
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