Every morning when I get out of bed (especially on rainy days like this morning), with my ankles popping, my knees creaking, and my shoulders aching, I wonder if I should try to discourage my kids from playing ball rather than encourage them. Then I remember all of my fond memories from playing ball when I was growing up, not to mention some of the stuff their friends (or past friends in some cases) that don't play ball are into now.
Like mentioned above, the important thing is conditioning and preparation. I have to constantly stay on my DD about drinking lots and lots of water, for example, especially the couple days before a tournament. I also have to make sure her arm or something isn't bothering her, which is difficult because by the time she would actually tell me, it would probably be too late.



























