Take me out to the summer college leauge ballgame! And more brat stories about Abbey that are funny now that they're over

We had such a fun day today! Mallory's little t-ball team were the special guests at the Greeley Gray's baseball game. They got to warm up with the team, run around the bases and Mallory was even the bat girl! She was so cute running out there as fast as she possibly could to get the bat. But she only did it for one batter, because frankly that was alot of work. But we really enjoyed sitting outside with the cool breeze watching baseball. The kids ran around like crazy, rolling down hills, and the most entertaining was catching frogs. I was excited about this activity because we spent many nights in the summertime at my grandparents house catching frogs and stacking them up into mason jars. Sometimes we could fit three huge ones in there. That's pretty disturbing as I read that right now. Sorry, anyhow I was as interested in catching frogs as Abbey was. After searching most of the night, Abbey somehow ended up with a frog. She kept it in a water bottle and walked all around with it, putting grass, rocks, and water for a natural environment in the plastic water bottle. After awhile, it was time to leave so we yelled for Abbey to come so we could go home. As she is walking towards us, she has turned the bottle upside down and is hitting the bottom with her hand, exactly how you would get ketchup out. Then she would peek in there and repeat slamming the bottle upside down. Perplexed, I said "Abbey where is your frog?" She said, " I let it go so it wouldn't get injured!" Stifling laughter, I asked her if she put the frog back into the pond, and she said "No, just in the grass" Kimrie, Jim and I nearly fell down laughing! No one mentioned that her blasting the frog out of the bottle probably broke every bone in it's body! And that's not the only funny story of the day!

As I mentioned before, Abbey has been very opinionated about the level 3 swimming teacher. But being the mean mom I am, I signed her up anyway. So all morning she is asking me if "Sharmon" is going to be her teacher. Now "Sharmons" real name is Harmon, and he's the boy with disgusting braces and scary muscles. So it's time to start lessons and she sees that it's "Sharmon" who will be teaching the class. And because it's been a day or two since I've been humiliated by my children, Abbey figured I'd had it too easy lately. She starts screaming so loud everyone at the outdoor pool is staring at us. I can't talk to her because she screams louder if I try. So I untangle myself from her death grip, walk over and drop her in the pool. Clearly that didn't help the situation, she just started screaming worse! So I drag her out, have a bit of a meeting in the bathroom, and she goes back to class. Wouldn't you know, she ended up having a blast? Heaven help me with this kid!
Next post, I'll try to make it more positive