I only tried sliding into base a few times growing up, but my timing was always hilariously off. I’d over anticipate the moment, and start my slide way too early, skidding across the dirt while the ball sailed safely into the baseman’s glove. 😅⚾️
Saturday, April 18, 2026
Tuesday, April 14, 2026
Batter Up!
I noticed The Sandlot was on TV over the weekend, and it inspired me to draw a baseball cartoon.
I was a terrible batter growing up… unless I swung one‑handed. Then I had weirdly remarkable aim — zero power, but I could sneak a grounder past a few fielders. 😅⚾️
Sunday, April 12, 2026
Drawing
Sunday afternoons were usually pretty quiet — everyone trying to recharge before Monday rolled in. For me, it was a great time to be creative — I’d plop down at the desk in my room, channeling my inner Bob Ross like I was filming a masterpiece! 😎 ✏️
Saturday, April 11, 2026
Lunch Games
Back in the day, lunchtime wasn’t just lunch—it was our own personal Olympics!
One popular game was coin basketball, which was basically a ‘precision flick’ event… except sometimes the precision was aimed directly at your face. One heroic (or totally reckless) flick and a quarter could go flying with an an intensity you were unprepared for. And when we wanted to raise the difficulty level, we switched to a half dollar.
Nothing says ‘childhood’ like risking mild facial injury for bragging rights. 😅
Wednesday, April 8, 2026
Big Gulp
The day my best friend and I realized we could run all the way to the 7‑11 at the end of the neighborhood, our world basically expanded exponentially! Getting a Big Gulp felt like holding a trophy the size of our heads. It took us the entire day to finish one—and honestly, I’m not sure we ever fully recovered from that much soda. 🥤😵💫
Tuesday, April 7, 2026
Hangin Out
My best friend was athletic… I was more ‘enthusiastically uncoordinated.’ Watching me try to keep up with him was quite the spectacle! 😅
Saturday, April 4, 2026
Roll Out
Most Saturdays were set aside for family outings, the kind that began with long, winding car rides toward someplace special. The time in the car could feel like forever, but there was a quiet coziness to it—me in the backseat with a favorite toy, a small piece of home I could hold onto while the scenery drifted by. 😁🤖
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