You know you live in a baseball house when...

......You walk in the back door and find the filthy bat bag and cleats flung up on the white couch,..and you think to yourself,..

....dang,..where have I gone wrong????
...I knew I should have bought a brown couch!

...when you go to put a meat loaf in the oven, but you can't because a pan of "gently basted glove" is "cooking" in there instead.

... your idea of a great vacation is going to East Cobb, GA or Jupiter, FL

You decide that you're just not going to buy any new clothes for anyone ever again because the dresser drawers and closets are filled with old baseball uniforms and equipment that you cannot part with.

....everytime you round the corner in your SUV, you are accompanied by the musical tone of a multitude of aluminum bats rolling and clanking against each other as they travel from one side of the trunk to the other.

…. When you stop your vehicle abruptly and several baseballs come rolling forward from under the seats. This can be a bit dangerous so… you change your driving habits so that you don’t tip over the 5-gallan plastic pail (originally filled sheet rock mud) of baseballs. Habits are hard to break soooo you periodically “police” the van or SUV for rouge baseballs.

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... your idea of a great vacation is going to East Cobb, GA or Jupiter, FL

And family and friends (non baseball friends) think you're crazy for the time, money, and commitment you spend on baseball. "Y'all must really like baseball" as they crinkle their nose just a bit.

... when you look into your son’s equipment bag and realize you have more money tied up in that bag than in your golf bag. (a game in which you gave up because it interfered with baseball games)

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.. your idea of a great vacation is going to East Cobb, GA or Jupiter, FL

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....every vacation picture you posess has a mound, a dusty field, a team, a uni, a bat, a ball or an awards presentation in it...

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...when half your closet is filled ORANGE and PURPLE wear!

Oh come on now, I can think of worse places to vacation than Jupiter!

Your husband gives you a beautiful diamond anniversary necklace yet, it sits in the top bedroom dresser drawer.

Adorning your neck,...the cheap $19.99 tarnished silver " Baseball Mom " necklace!!


( pooor Hubby! )

Lafmom,...are you sure we're not related? I think we have the same family and friends! LoL!!!

Keep em' comin guys,..this has been a fun topic!

...when younger sister will do the jock strap/slider load of wash without thinking twice...

Your anniversary gift is a pair of Baseball "Diamond" earrings from Cooperstown!

When you stop getting invites to the neighborhood summer/spring/fall bashes because they just know you can't............because you have a game to go to and you no longer are offended because you aren't getting the invites you totally understand it isn't personal its baseball.

When you live in hot, hot Texas and you have multiple blankets, bugspray, umbrellas, 2 types of chairs (stadium and fold up), jackets, sunscreen, hats, pullover sweatshirts in your car year round because you just never know when/where you will need them.......

When: It is the normal operating procedure to wipe down the washing machine before using to make sure all that red dirt is gone and won't end up staining a favorite nonbaseball shirt for life.

When you are trying to figure out a good Senior page for the yearbook and every picture you have/like/want to include has a baseball hat, bat, uniform in it.....and it is ok,,,,,because that is what has been most important to him.

When: HSBB web is always on the computer.......

when you're already tryimg to figure out next summer's schedule because its summer b/t son's jr and sr years of HS and he has two cousins and an aunt graduating college (all in different states), one cousin graduating HS (also in another state), and one cousin getting married. All relatives involved have already begun the sigh and roll eyes routine. And oh yeah... parents will be celebrating their 50th wedding anniversay. I'm guessing we better be at that one...

When wife spends $200 at Sam's and all she brings home is Seeds, Gum, Candy and Gatorade!

When your garage looks like a mini work out room with batting tees, practice screen, buckets of balls, bats, wall mirror, etc.

....when you are adept at fitting grocery bags into the passenger seats/floor of the SUV....'cause the back is full......umbrellas, lawn chairs, bucket of balls, bat bag, ice cooler, cups, cleats, dirty uniforms, etc. and etc.......

you are waiting in line at the bank - looking for a pen in your purse and all you can find are pencils - several copies of lineup sheets fall to the ground, a portable pencil sharpener falls (loud noise and pencil shavings spill on nice marble floor), then the pitch counter falls to the floor

Everyone was very understanding...

When you are not offended by the word "jugs".

No room for the Ice Cream in your freezer because the bottom two shelves are filled with various styles of pitching ice sleeves

the just-swept garage has a conspicuous pile of red dirt clods in the walkway - (it's a good place to clean out the spikes)

...your pet dachshund's AKC Registered name is Slider McGwire von Ryan

...your cellular phone ring tone is "Take Me Out To The Ballgame"

...your idea of a great vacation is Omaha in late June.

...you know where East Cobb is!

When you get to BBUSA at 8 am Saturday for a game and you get home after 11pm that night after going to 3 different parks where 5 sons are playing on 5 diff teams and all have 2 pool games that day...And you enjoyed every minute of it!!!!

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Originally posted by biggerpapi:
...your cellular phone ring tone is "Take Me Out To The Ballgame".

That's too funny, I remember in HS, when the cell rang at the field, everyone looked at their phones!

I switched, now have gone to two versions of "Tiger Rag".

You have to buy a rolling bat bag because everything including catcher's gear, helmets, wood bat, aluminum bat and 4 gloves: catcher, pitcher, 1B and outfield now weighs over 50 lbs.

..your butt has grill marks on it from sitting on those corrugated aluminum bleacher seats.

...your upset now that you didn't give your children more baseball-sounding names.

...you've replaced the swing set in the backyard with a regulation pitchers mound...and now you're really ticked that your yard is only 59 feet wide.

You sell your Row 1 Crawford Boxes Astros tickets on Ebay because your son is playing in a pool play game that Friday night.

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Originally posted by biggerpapi:
...your upset now that you didn't give your children more baseball-sounding names.

You smile when someone tells you "That's a really good baseball name."

You know you live in a baseball house when;

After a full season of HS baseball, A whole Summer of Travel ball, Son's off to to College for Freshman year.
And Full season of Minor League High A Player's Living upstair's, ( 5 minor leaguer's in all this year ).
And the Playoff's are over.
There all gone today, and just me and the Wife left alone.
All by are self's.
No ball player's in the house.
and it's lonely.
When you clean up around the house, And find a baseball in everyroom of the house. EH

...your son is 7 and you steal dirt out of the still under construction house's lot next door to build a mound--measure it to 65', and place 3 plates at 46, 50, and 60' (for future growth).

..and said mound is maintained better than the rest of the yard.

Your house is prominently littered with baseballs... on bookshelves, desks, dressers, kitchen nooks, draws, and curio cabinets. Drives Mrs. Smokey crazy but she won’t remove them. You can tell the story behind each treasure just by looking at it, each a great memory.

...your kitchen has a sign that reads:

"We interupt this marriage to bring you the baseball season."

If a couple of "stalkers" are in the stands you know not to call the police........

You realize that eating Mickey D's in the car, on the run, does really count as family meal time! And have all the condiments in the glove box to prove it.