Another season ends…

July 12th, 2008 § 0

2008 Softball from Julie Bernstein on Vimeo.

Alli’s commentary:  “Daddy, I think I’m going to really miss softball.  Can we still go out and practice?”

Can you feel Daddy’s heart melting from where you are?


June 5th, 2008 § 0

I just kissed my first-grader goodbye for the last school morning. When I pick her up this afternoon, she’ll be a full-fledged 2nd grader. I did my best to hold the tears in until I got home. There’s something about this particular transition that heightens the nostalgia ante for me — both Kindergarten ad 1st grade have a certain “beginning-ness” about them, and I’m finding myself more and more having to acknowledge this new phase in my child’s life — something that’s not quite a beginning anymore, but more like a work in progress.

This past weekend, during her dance recital, I was awestruck by this brilliant, beaming, self-assured, graceful young performer. I was equally awestruck by the chasm now separating her from the teeny tiny beginning dancers that were her only a few short years ago.



and now:


This growing up thing, it’s been happening like lightening right before our eyes. And if I don’t clear the tears that mourn the passage of time, I might miss out on being able to bask in the beauty of the masterpiece in progress.


You go, girl!


May 25th, 2008 § 0

Teeball season ends tomorrow

June 29th, 2007 § 0


Motley Crew

June 25th, 2007 § 0


June 17th, 2007 § 0

In little league, I pitched one inning.

It was mostly uneventful.

As expected, I was a little wild.

I nearly hit the first batter (ok, ok, I nearly hit all of them.) I walked a couple guys, gave up a base clearing double and threw in a few strikeouts for good measure

Today, about 25 years later, I pitched my second official inning of “organized” (or “chaotic” in the case of tee ball) baseball. It was the first day of coach pitch.

It was mostly uneventful.

As expected, I was a little wild.

I hit the our first player with a pitch (although, in my defense, it wasn’t like he didn’t deserve it…no 6 year old is gonna crowd the plate against me! I own the inside corner, baby!)…

The batter survived without permanent damage, I regained my composure, and I didn’t actually bean any other children. Not much explanation needed as to why I pulled myself for Coach Lee in inning two.

Our next game is Monday night.

Those kids better remember who owns the inside corner of the plate. Coach Andrew is gonna be back on the mound.

Tee-ball banter

June 12th, 2007 § 0

3 fun-killing phrases uttered by Coach Andrew during last night’s tee-ball game:

“Alex, no cartwheels on the field.”

“Boys, I think that’s enough loving.”

“Peyton, stop eating your glove.”

Tee-ball rocks.

More Teeball Pics

May 22nd, 2007 § 0

Because one is just never enough…

(Thanks to Grandpa Bernstein for the shots during his visit)

Mariners on Bench

May 7th, 2007 § 2

Opening Day

April 21st, 2007 § 0

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