Well, the tball season officially started Saturday. Let me just tell you how much I LOVE living in a small town. Saturday morning they closed down all the streets around the town square for kids to get their (free) pictures with the Easter Bunny.
Then there was the Baseball Jamboree. I have never been to anything like that in my life. It was like someone was rolling out the red carpet for Spring. Everywhere you went, you could smell sunscreen, hear the sound of the bat hitting the ball, hear parents and kids cheering. It was awesome. I admit, it might have been a little better if it hadn't been 85 degrees, but, you take what you can, right? It was...well, I don't know. Guess it made me think of "small town America". I loved every minute. Even when Wyatt's game started 90 minutes late.
What's even better...Wyatt loved it. I think his face lit up and then stayed that way the whole time we were there. Of course, he got a Popsicle, and that was all that mattered. Boys, dirt, and Popsicles. Is there anything else?
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