When we were kids, my brother Matthew would often stage one or two person baseball games in our backyard. I seem to remember him being the batter most of the time, and the designated sibling would be the fielder. He'd always envision an entire team out there with us, and call out who was on what base and how many runs were batted in as he whacked the whiffle ball all around the yard. Sometimes the whole family would get in on the action, and we really would have a full-fledged game.
Those were the days.
Well, Happy Birthday to Matthew today! Surely he's staging the same kind of game for his own little boys these days.
We've been playing lots of ball lately, too. Parker has gone back to batting right (he started out the season right, then switched to left, now he's back right). He really can't determine which one feels better, so we'll have to keep it up as the years go on. We were talking last night about what a rarity Parker is: a left-handed redhead. He added, "with a freckle in my eye." I added, "and no teeth."
Miles and Audrey like to play, too.
How is her hair really that color? Seriously. Post rainstorm cloudy sunsets really bring out the red. :)
Batter up.