Baseball Pants. White ones.

How to get those white baseball pants CLEAN….

Sew Many Sheets

It is that time of year at our house…baseball season. My husband and youngest son become different beings. Happy, busy, always outside, sweaty, dirty, grass stained beings. And I love it.

I love the way their whole being changes when they step on the field. I love to watch them leave Dad and Son in the car and become coach and player. It fascinates me that they can make that switch. I love watching coach hold back a little on his fist pump and hide his grin under a tipped hat when player nails a play or makes a great hit. And yet still still finds a way to catch son’s eye and make sure he knows that Dad saw him. And I don’t take for granted for one second what a precious gift they have. I am just glad I get to tag along.

If you are a baseball…

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