Smashed to Bits

Okay. While I am sitting at my desk at the computer, in my bedroom, which is located right next to a row of three windows, the neighbor boy is practicing baseball. He has a pitching machine and is practicing his batting. About every three minutes, I hear a boom and notice that the ball has hit the bricks on our house, just below the windows. Why is he hitting the baseball toward our house? Why has he hit our house 5 times and not changed position? How long will it be before my window is smashed to bits and I am pelted with shards of glass?

P just came in and I informed him of the situation. Here was his response: Is he a good hitter?

Pre-K Party

Today was C's preschool class end of the year party. He is now officially done with Pre-K and ready for kindergarten in the fall. The party was so much fun! His teacher arranged (with P) to have the party at the university baseball field. They got a tour of the field, press box, dugouts and clubhouse. Then, they got to play and run all over the field, play catch, and Mrs. R had some games for them. Since the class is comprised of 11 boys and 3 girls, you can imagine what a hit this was. Then, we headed over to the student center and had pizza. C is exhausted after all that fun, so bedtime is coming early tonight.