Yeah, so, I have a lot of random stories today to let’s just get right to it.
I did not win the MLB Honorary Bat Girl Contest. I know, right? WTF?! I thought I had a great shot at winning. I had a lot of people voting for me, and I think my essay was pretty good – if I don’t say so myself. (You can see all the winners here.)
I want to give a huge shout-out to everyone who voted for me and shared my story on all the social media channels. I was absolutely overwhelmed by the outpouring of support. I think the MLB made a huge mistake not choosing me. I would have looked amazing out on the field in my orange wig. Of course, I’m planning to enter every year until I win, so better luck next year, right?
Let’s talk about something else. My good buddy Jess knitted me an amazing hat that I can’t stop wearing.
You are probably going to see a lot of photos of me in this hat. I really love it. I have a wig that doesn’t look so great on top, so I’ve been wearing it with hats, and this hat is perfect. Also, it’s the best color: Orange.
Speaking of wigs, I have been missing my red-red hair, so I ordered this cheapy red wine-colored wig on Amazon. It was created for people into cosplay. I’m not sure what character people are dressing up as when they wear this wig, but it looks A LOT like my old hair.
The wig and my old hair are pretty similar, right? I won’t lie. I got a little teary when I put it on, because for the first time in months I looked like me again. My other wigs are very cute, but they don’t look like me. This silly, cheap wig looks like me. Of course, it really looks like a wig, so I’m not sure I’m confident enough to wear it in public. It might be more of an around-the-house wig? But maybe my old hair looked like a wig, too? I think all my wigs look like wigs, but of course they would look like wigs to me. Mighty, mighty good man David insists they do not look like wigs, and I trust his opinion.
Oh, hey, I guess summer is coming, because the pool is open at my sister’s condo complex. Calvin got to do a little swimming this weekend. He is so happy when he’s in the pool.
And he’s starting to get really brave. We are going to have to watch him every single second he is near a pool. He is tall enough that he can walk around in the shallow end easily. His head is well above the water line, but he has put his head underwater a few times. He will jump off the edge into someone’s arms, and he’s starting to feel confident enough to slide into the water from the edge, which I caught on video.
He’s going to be swimming in no time. He’s really not a baby anymore. He’s not even a toddler. He’s a little boy. Sigh.