Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Zane and Eliana stayed with gran’mommy this afternoon because they had early release from school.
When Karys and I stopped by to pick them up after work, Eliana was in the back yard hitting a big, plastic softball that gran’mommy was pitching to her.
I love to get in on a good game of ball. Even if it IS plastic. So I took over pitching duty.
I always fast-pitch overhanded and on this particular day, Eliana was smacking the ball pretty good.
So I made a little wager.
I said, “If you can hit the ball over the fence, I’ll give you $5.”
Well, it was on like donkey kong. ‘Cause our big girl is all about the money. But under no circumstances was I going to make it easy on her.
I pitched high. I pitched outside. I pitched inside.
She swung at air a few times and hit some pretty hard line drives.
Then I made a mistake.
The ball was low and right over the plate. Right in her sweet spot. And now I’m $5 poorer.