Since softball season has started Alyssa has been practicing pitching. She has never worked so hard on anything. She absolutely loves to pitch in the backyard to her dad. I even took her to a pitching lesson one afternoon and she's dying to go back- it just isn't cheap so for now she's pitching to her dad. Well, and the brick wall. Or she was- until she missed the wall and hit the window. I was sitting in the driveway when it happened. The look on her face said it all. I knew it was a complete accident. She had not intentionally hit the window. So what could I say? Scream? Yell? I laughed. Because guess what? Either way the window was still broken. I didn't want to see her "broken" too. She still pitches to her dad, no longer to the brick wall though.
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