Well, doesn't this always happen? Just when you've resigned yourself to something, made peace with it and adjusted, it changes?? Yep - that's what happened yesterday. I picked up Chad after school and he gets in the car and says "When can we get me a new mit?" (He needs a new catchers glove) I was confused - he noticed, so he explained that he had talked to the athletic manager and she told him that he could practice with the team while he was working on his french grade and then in 3 weeks (When games started) if he had passed the class, he could play baseball. She also told him that when she taught school, she taught math and would be more than happy to tutor him if he needed help! OH HAPPY DAY!! My son made me cry right there in the school parking lot. He called Jeni and told her the good news and I heard her squeal with delight! Jeff is so happy, too - Chad says he knows when his dad's excited about something because he starts talking fast. Hehe - true, he does.
Not only am I happy he's playing baseball, but I'm happy that he's got a fire inside him now. He's got a goal - something to work towards. He's pumped up! So are we. Bleachers here we come!!
Life with a teenage boy is never boring, that's for sure.