It’s almost baseball season. Do y’all remember my descriptions last year of Seth-6yr’s amazing baseball skills? He has only played two mini t-ball seasons but displayed such speed and skill that he became a darling little sports hero to all who saw him.
I sorta forgot about it, really.
But no matter. I’ve been reminded. You see, people who saw him play last year — people i DO NOT KNOW — are calling. Asking about Seth-6yr. Where is he playing? What league? How is he? Is he committed to a team? Can we ‘freeze’ him? Maybe he has an agent? Could we just talk to his agent, please, and take our negotiations there?
Kidding. Sort of.
But, I’d like people to leave my kindergartener alone, please. Maybe he doesn’t need an agent. He needs a security team. And an unlisted phone number. He already has an overprotective mama. He’s too young for this. He may be coordinated enough to pull off a triple play, but he’s still a baby and sometimes he forgets how pants work. So I think maybe it’s all just a little too soon.
For me, certainly.
And for him, probably.