Sam's turn

This blog has been all about Andrew lately, so here's a Sam update. Sam attended a sports camp last week, and loved it. He played basketball, soccer, baseball and lots of games like dinosaur tag. Sam loves anything athletic. He's gotten pretty good at throwing a ball up for himself to hit (he calls it his "one-man baseball game"), and he throws pop flys for himself too. Sam's reward for good behavior is 20 baseball hits, with Mom or Dad pitching (he prefers Dad because he is better at keeping it in the strike zone).

Sam also continues to show a knack for remembering uniform numbers. We sometimes play a game where we name random numbers, and he tells us what player wears that number. Dad has been schooling Sam in baseball history, so he now will name Joltin' Joe Dimaggio for #9, Babe Ruth for #3, etc. Last night we were watching the Mariners, and #6 hit a home run. I said, "Oh, was that Adam Jones (rookie, and recent call-up)?" Sam replied, "No, he's #10. That was one of the Jose's." And, he was right. The Mariners have 3 guys named Jose, and that was Guillen. Pretty funny.