Ok.. So the kids are all in some form of baseball. John's in Little League, Megan is in softball and Matt is in Tee-ball. Tomorrow, they all have games. Matt plays at 6 PM, John plays at 8 PM and Megan plays at 8:20 PM. My brother in law and I were attempting to figure out how to get everyone to their assigned places at the assigned times. He suggested that we take separate cars to Matt's game and then I can take Megan to her game and he can stay and watch John play. Well, I've been to several of Megan's games and I told him I wanted to stay and watch John play and he could take Megan. It was at this point that he informed me that John had been asking him all day if he would be at his game and that he's pretty sure he would rather have him there. Apparently it was rather obvious that this didn't go over well with me, since my brother in law immediately started in on the "I didn't mean it that way" stuff. But in fact, there really isn't any other way to mean it is there? Given the choice between me and Uncle Matt he would rather have him. And I'm just feeling like that just sucks. Jason says "You know, he's a 10 year old boy and it's cooler to talk to Uncle Matt about baseball than it is you" coupled with "He's getting older now, and boys don't always want to have their mothers sitting there". All of this has sort of hurt my feelings and sort of pissed me off all at the same time. I mean what the hell? You didn't hear the kid complaining about me being there when I was pushing his little butt out did you? But now that he's older, I'm not cool enough? Ok, so I really don't know why I'm getting so bent out of shape about this. Usually I'm over it by the time a couple of hours have passed but tonight this is just hitting home a little too clearly. Ultimately I think it boils down to the fact that I'm really not ready for him to grow up yet. Where did my little boy go?
