So this week Jeff was selected to represent his team at the All Star Game. Probably because due to a change in the age cutoff he is one of the older kids in his division but I'm so happy that he gets a turn to shine since his first year in "coach pitch" he ended up the youngest, smallest member of a team with a super-intense winning-is-everything coach. There was crying at every game. Here's a picture of Jeff at bat.
(interesting side note: remember Matt from the schoolhouse field trip? Well here he is again, it appears that he didn't have time to go home and change, so he's wearing business clothes and a baseball cap)
Then it was on to the 6th grade band concert. This is just their second concert ever, and they too have come a long way. I just felt struck with a sense of total awe looking at these goofy gangly children all managing to play the right notes at the right times, and actual music coming out of it.
I know that these things aren't huge in the grand scheme of existence on this planet, but in the context of my teeny tiny life, they seem enourmous. Maybe because sometimes it just gets too hard to think about the big important things happening in the world, such as War, our Economy, and Lindsay Lohan.
Every day a child somewhere hoists up a bat or an instrument, and it's like a miracle, a chance to think about how life is in little ways wonderful and huge.