My Tummy Won't Stay Up and Baseball

At first look, you may think the title is referring to my protruding belly...it is not. Marni and I were relaxing on the bed, making comments to Adam who was playing a game on the computer in our room, talking to himself, while we were answering his comments, though he was oblivious to our comments. Melanie and Carolyn came bounding in and jumped on the bed and joined us. So much for relaxing!

After a few minutes of tickling the girls and them getting me back, Carolyn all of the sudden says, "my tummy won't stay up. It keeps going down." She said this while she was bouncing away, happy as can be. Then she noticed that the pillow cases are not on the pillows (they are in the wash with the sheets). She said, "where are your pillow cushions? I can't feel them."

With Carolyn, it is a laugh a minute. She always has something funny to say, that leaves you asking where it came from.

That reminds me of a time I was out with my dad and Adam. We were looking at model homes. My parents were getting ready to build a new home here in Utah. We happened to be in an Ivory Homes neighborhood in Layton, UT, just off of Highway 193. We were in the upstairs of a spec home and Adam looked out the back window and spotted a fire station on Church Street. Out of the blue he turns to me and says, "I know what the job is. We need to go to the fire station and see the fire trucks." At that time in his life, he wanted to be a fire man, police man, ambulance driver, and a cow boy. He even kept his horses in on Corado.

Those days are gone. Now his world revolves around baseball. Of course it is World Series time so the T.V. is tuned to Fox for each game and we are transformed into fans of whatever team Adam wants to win this year. In just a few days, we will go into the long dark and dreary season between the end of the current baseball season and the start of spring training. Don't worry, baseball is not done for Adam. He will spend the next few months playing MLB Baseball on the computer. When he gets tired of that, as if that could ever happen, Adam will then head outside to throw balls against the house and play a pickup game of front yard baseball if he can round up at least one other person crazy enough to be out in the cold. The crazy thing is that Adam does not care what the weather or temperature is outside. It could be 10 below outside and Adam can still be out found outside throwing a baseball. I am waiting for the stucco to fall off of the front of the house from being hit so many times.