Every night Tim sits down with the little girls and reads them a library book. On his last trip to the library, he picked out books that promised adventure and excitement. Something different than princesses and pink and dancers. These books have not disappointed and afterward Savannah's imagination runs wild with questions. (Ivy usually falls asleep on my chest this, the most endearing and cherished part of my day.) Last night Tim read this.

After the story was read, Tim got out his baseball bat and showed Savannah how to hold it and swing with it. A little tutorial about baseball followed.
Then...
Tim: "When the weather gets nice, we'll buy you a bat.
Maybe a wooden bat like Casey played with."
Savannah: "No, I want a pink one. With dancers on it. Lots of dancers, all dancing around it."
Tim, looks at me: "Buzz kill."
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