Going Batty

This year the Easter Bunny must have lost his or her mind!! I can't imagine what he was thinking when he thought bringing bats in our boys' Easter baskets would be a good idea! Our little men have yet to understand the concept of "outdoor" toys. Thus, the bats are inside way too much. As soon as the bats are placed in their little hands, the person on the other end better be ready to move! In their eyes everything that stands still now has a bulls eye on it. Garhett and Brenden can't even get in the car without their bats or go to bed without them for that matter. Matt and I have to hide the bats whenever the opportunity comes around. Putting them in the garage was a great way to rid the house of the bats until the boys figured out how to open the garage door!! They are always so thoughtful to grab the other brother's bat as well as their own. I don't know how, but they have not broken anything...yet. They have though smacked a few people in the head and knocked many things off tables and shelves. Giving bats to two year old twins and expecting them not to swing them is like giving a flame thrower to a pyromaniac and telling them not to use it, impossible! There is a bright side however! Garhett is a hitter! That little man can hit the ball off a baseball tee for hours. He hit a ball across the street into the neighbors yard. He is so serious when he is batting with his tongue sticking out. Brenden like to hit also, but it seems like he hasn't quite decided which side of the plate he wants to hit from. Garhett hits righty, but then he will throw with his left. I guess they have a little more time to decide before reporting for pitching and catching!