Poor Kade. He came into this world in the #5 slot for birth order, adding to what most considered a "large" family already. And just when he was getting the hang of being the baby of this motley crew, we went and made him a big brother. Twice.
It's really been a bummer, you know. Going from being the baby to getting sandwiched in the middle of 7 kids. I mean, that's everyone's concern with these large families. The poor kids get ripped off.
Here's a classic example. This week, Kade had his first tournament baseball game. It's really a shame b/c his Dad coaches, Mom keeps the score book, & the littles are always there hollering for him. And for this game? All of this AND all but one of his older sibs decide to show up (the oldest had to work, or she would have been there, too).
Stinks, doesn't it?
Oh, and did I mention that they even showed up wearing homemade t-shirts with Kade's number on them? Ridiculous.
So, there he was. Playing his first tournament game, his team totally sporting the underdog status, with his own entourage of groupies.
His Dad was rallying the troops as Mom kept them batting in order. And the crazy brothers & sisters were cheering for him the whole time. Kaya even let loose with a "Go, Daddy!" at one point, just so Daddy didn't feel ripped off, too.
And they won.
Hmmm, winning the big game & having rock star status with your own groupies. Maybe not such a bad gig for this poor kid.
Disclaimer: I am not always so sarcastic, but seriously, some people totally don't get it, so I indulged myself! :o)
If you'd like to join in Sunday Snapshot or see some other fun posts, click here: