Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Chapter 10

In 6th grade my dad stepped up and coached my peewee baseball team because we didn't have a coach.  It made me realize how much he cares and likes to see me have fun.  It took a lot of guts to coach because he never had before and plus it's not like he was getting paid.  He ended up being a pretty good coach too, we had an above .500 record.