This Day in Zielske History

Cathy ZielskeCZ Life25 Comments

Baseball season is in full swing in Minnesota, which means Parks & Rec teams, outdoor folding chairs from Target, sunglasses and a wide array of different jacket weights as you never know just how cold or hot it's going to be on game day. (Just ask my neighbor Ann, who brings her Snuggie to games.)

I get very nostalgic where Cole and baseball are concerned, which leads me to another edition of "This Day in Zielske History."

On this day, seven years ago, I took this shot:

2004

I can only imagine that to every single question the coach posed, Cole's hand shot straight up. The boy has studied this game with verve since the very first day he swung a bat.

Okay, one more bonus shot:

Onemore

Sigh. I just want to gnaw a tiny little bit on that fleshy lower leg.

Catch my drift?

Cathy ZielskeThis Day in Zielske History

25 Comments on “This Day in Zielske History”

  1. #2
    Kendra B

    Time sure does fly!! And I love Cole’s lil face in the second shot!! πŸ™‚ We love baseball too (my son is special needs so I actually have to play the games with him – help him hit, get to the base, field the ball πŸ™‚ )

  2. #8
    Tracy

    So cute! AND I totally get wanting to gnaw on his fleshy little leg…I want to eat my kids’ cheeks with a spoon when they are little and “chunky”. (I get very weird looks when I tell peole that.)

  3. #9
    Rachel B.

    Awww, looking at the last visages of his baby pudge makes me tear up! I have photos of my daughter that make me wish that I could go back and just squeeze her. I didn’t know how fast the time would go. My new rule is to pinch those fat cheeks on the little kids that I know whenever I get a chance. I am going to be that annoying adult who pinches cheeks and tells kids how I knew them when they were “knee high to a grasshopper.”

  4. #10
    Alicia

    MY son’s first tee-ball team was the diamondbacks too – he has the same shirt! He tried out for Minor all star team yesterday and is anxiously awaiting word of whether he made the team. Happy summer!

  5. #13
    Jewel

    Sigh… I so love these photos! My baseball lovin’ son is playing tournament baseball for the first time this summer (he just turned 9). Seems like yesterday he was all chubby faced and could barely hold a bat. We will be in St. Paul this weekend for a tournament. You have inspired me to scrapbook a “then and now” page with my memories and recollections of him playing baseball. Where does the time go?

  6. #14
    Elizabeth

    My son had ham hocks (meaty, scrumptious thighs) that were rip for nibbling – I miss them. Last night was our last baseball game of the season. Until we meet next year Little League.

  7. #16
    Donna Tullis

    that little face…shows sooooo much in that split second…and heck yeah…i totally get gnawing on that sweet lil leg…they are just so snuggly and yummy as little people…you just sqeeze the stuffing outta them!! Donna Tullis

  8. #18
    Stacia

    I love this idea of going back and finding a photo from this day another year, and then writing a quick “something” about it. I’m SO going to steal this! πŸ˜€

  9. #19
    Mark

    They’ll sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. And it will be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters … This field, this game: it’s a part of our past. It reminds of us of all that once was good and could be again. People will come Ray. People will most definitely come.

  10. #23
    MilliD

    AHHHHggghhh! So CUTE! Those were the days, for sure. When my 17-yr-old is on my very.last.nerve (read: yesterday), I dig through the scrapbook pages to remind myself why I shouldn’t take him down. jk. kindof.

  11. #24
    JoLynn

    Time is merciless. I am holding on to every day of my six year old’s existence for dear life. He won’t let me call him baby anymore. He’s a big boy. He wants to grow up so fast, and I want him to sloooow down.

  12. #25
    Jeanne

    Sun-In hair lightening spray and peroxide….LOTS of hairspray and a crimping iron…Ahhhhhh. Need I say more?

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