Yesterday, we went to get Annabel a new glove for softball. She’s outgrown her old one, and with team softball starting at the end of January she needs some time to get used to a new mitt. I ended up having to order her one online, because the store only carried about four left-handed gloves in total and none were the right size for her. Luckily for James one of the four gloves was the right size for him, so he is now the proud new owner of, as he calls it, a “brown hand.”