Yes, a year is a long time for a blogging "break." I have a jillion excuses, and a few stories to accompany those excuses. But for today, I'll jump back in with a normal update. Excuses to follow soon.
With summer fading to fall, I'm trying desperately to check off all the "summer to-dos" on the list we assembled at the beginning of the summer. Yesterday's activity? Our first South Bend Silverhawks baseball game!
On SUCH a gorgeous day, a trip to the ball field almost screamed our name. Seventy degrees, blue skies, and a slight breeze. Aaaaah. . .a little slice of Heaven. Thanks to Rip (as always!), we had great seats behind home plate. Mason kept asking me to catch any home runs that came our way. Ummmmm, okay, buddy. Maybe I should have put "explain fair balls vs. foul balls" on our summer to-do list!!!!!
With beers and Cracker Jacks in hand, we settled in for a perfect family afternoon.
Mason was beyond excited to talk to Swoop the mascot. . .
And of course, the EVER exciting "running of the bases." After the big Silverhawks' win, all kiddos are invited to run the bases. Mason was OFF like a lightning bolt!
Brody Ray was a different story. He started off strong, even making the big screen (in the way background!)
But as he rounded second base, he suddenly stopped, panicked about the tar balls in his Crocs, and refused to go further. Rip saw this happening while I was photographing Mason crossing home plate. . .Daddy to the rescue!
What a perfect family afternoon for me and my boys.
And it's worth noting that Mason said I was "boy trapped" as I stood between him and Brody. Yes, baby, such is my life. I'm ALWAYS boy trapped with these three!!!