Triumphs and Heartbreak

This was a killer weekend.

Baseball tournament in Bixby and State Gymnastics Competition in Bartlesville.

It's a beautiful day for baseball.

42 degrees and rain/sleet/hail

The 10:45 game finally kicked off at 1:53. 

I've endured worse.  In March.  In Lincoln, NE.

On the bright side--I finished my book--Sarah's Key--which I highly recommend.  Not quite as good as The Book Thief.  But still quite good.

It was a tough loss.  Bottom of 6th, 2 outs, winning run scores. :(  Jacob was really down on himself for missing a fly ball.  All the boys were down.

Trista and I left before the second game started so we could make the hour and a half drive to the gymnastics meet.  On the way, she got a text that Jacob hit a grand slam! They won that game 12-4.

I'm pretty pumped that gymnastics is an indoor sport.

Presenting....Airborne Athletics!

Clearly, Lauren was not feeling her usual perky self.

You would never guess it by her performance.

 Catching some air.

I think she told me this was a "saché" but I get confused. 

And...the dismount.

She. Is. Awesome.

And I'm getting really good at holding my breath.  Just sayin'.

I thought I video'd her floor exercise.  It was fabulous!  Nailed the back hand-spring with no spotter.  But instead of video-ing, I got a picture of the start...

and the finish...

I'm such a dork.

Her best scores yet = Bars 8.4 - Beam 8.5 - Floor 9.35 - Puked her guts up all over her leo - Vault 8.7

In that order.  I told you she didn't feel good.

Anyway...

2nd Place All-Around

There's that smile.

Conversation in the car:  

Lauren:  Nana, do you know "2 Black Cadillacs"?

Me:  No I don't.

Lauren:  Oh, you just listen to Jesus songs.  Cause you LOVE Jesus.

Well I guess if that's the legacy I leave, I'll be happy with that.  I just hope she sees it in my life as much as in my radio station choice.

Jacob's game today went down just about exactly like the first.  Bottom of 6th, 2 outs, opponents score winning run.  But the weather was a lot more cooperative and the boys need more practice at losing with grace.

Cold. Exhausted. Sore back and butt.  I wouldn't have it any other way.