Let’s give this another shot
This is snowflake #1. His name is John. I call him “Billy”, mainly because he looks like a “Billy” to me. He said told me one time that he was fine with the nickname, but if I really wanted to I could call him “stopsign”. I don’t know why, but we settled on Billy.
He is ‘#1′ by virtue of the fact that he was born first. Not because I love him more or anything stupid like that. He does rule though, because he is just like me. Well, an 8 year old version of me if I was 8 right now and my name was ‘John’. Or something.
I hope he’s just a little not like me, for obvious reasons. Note the sweet catcher form. He didn’t learn that from me.
Dude can throw too, when he wants to. When he doesn’t want to, he throws like a feeble old woman. He didn’t learn that from me either.
His team has won 13 or 14 games and is playing ridiculously good baseball with a ton of 6 year olds who are playing up from Tee Ball. These kids all play baseball like they have been at it for 10 years, which is kinda not possible. They also all love it and act like they actually want to play.
They are some cool kids and their parents are all nice and supportive and not overbearing and stuff. It’s refreshing.
Next I’m gonna tell you all about snowflake #2. She also rules, but for different reasons.
