My nine year old grandson had his last little league game today. Now All Star and Play offs. They are 16 wins two losses for the season. Since it was the last game, they wanted to let everyone pitch. He never pitched in a game before. He can fire the ball but tends to hold back a little. He struck out the first two batters, three pitches each. I over heard one of the coaches say, "Why did we use him as a relief pitcher?" (They used him as designated runner a couple of times cuz he is FAST) So then he walks a run home but then strikes out the third guy to retire the side and they win another. I had tears in my eyes. I am such a wuss about such stuff. And sweet little Delaney asleep in my arms the whole time. How many times can I say, "Life is sweet"? I think this is a first for me.