

Baseball, via Chuck.
Graham is a kid with a very, very active imagination. He is definitely the guy equivalent of those little girls you see out at the grocery store in full princess get up. He went through a construction worker phase, a police man phase, a fireman phase, a pirate phase.
Then he met Charlie Brown, via YouTube. He loves Peanuts cartoons. And that led to baseball. We play a lot of baseball in our house these days. His uncle, Travis, bought him a glove for his birthday. He already has many baseball caps. We then bought him a bat and ball, which has led to some cold winter days spent playing indoor baseball. This is made even more interesting since his handedness still hasn't settled. He does everything with both hands, but seems more likely to bat left and throw right.
Today it was just warm enough to go across the street to the baseball field at the high school. He was thrilled. Now, the proportions of a real-life diamond are not working for him yet, but he ran so much and so enthusiastically that he ASKED for a nap for the first time in his life, and then slept three hours.
I forget how much nicer life is when we can get outside. I'm also wondering whether they might shoot up newborns in Boston with some sort of baseball loving drug. At least we are in the right place for a kid who loves the sport.