Dear Softball Loving Daughter;  You love softball, I get that. And I promise that there is nothing I would rather do than watch you play. I love it, too. Even on those days when it so darn hot that I am drenched with boob-sweat that stains my shirt and runs down my butt crack and makes my chair feel like a soggy mess - so much so that I am worried when I get up it will look like I peed my pants. (Gross, I know!). Even on those days when I am dodging rain drops, and sitting through lightning delays and eating mushy sandwiches out of the bottom of the cooler because your team had one bad … [Read more...]