Last night we were at the ballpark again, and this time I took my camera. I think we all look forward to "pallbark" night for different reasons. Josh gets to hang out with the fellas and hit homeruns (he only got a triple last night though :( ). The girls get to play with all their little friends, and I get to sit and chat with the ladies. It's almost the perfect scenario! Now if there were only the sound of crashing waves, a cool breeze, some fruity drinks, and the smell of tanning oil...but overall it's usually a really good time had by all. As evidenced in these pics.
Of course the coach in me told him on the ride home that he's dropping his shoulder. Sometimes I can't help myself. It's just engrained in me.
C and Kels
To SK, ballpark night=grazing time. She's rarely found without some sort of ziploc in her hand. In this case, it's two. Sheesh! Would someone feed that kid?!