Sam's t-ball coach from last year is an assistant coach this year. He and his wife have four beautiful kids...three boys and one girl. They are lovely people and we really like them (we really should invite them over to dinner or something...but with four kids, they rarely have any free time).
At the first baseball game of the season, while sitting innocently in the stands minding my own business, I overheard someone ask how old the daughter was.
She'll be four on May 11th.
F*** you too, universe!
I guess that'll teach me to eavesdrop.