Go Daddy Go!

We'll our family officially became supporters of our church softball team. Bobby is playing for the first time (he tried a couple of years ago, but found time was not his friend so he couldn't make it to enough practices & games). They had their first game last night at 9:30 (yes, I said 9:30 at night--is it just me, or is that a rather late game?) Anyway, the time didn't deter me (after I found there were other moms coming out too), and we cheered them all the way to victory. I didn't get many pictures. I had to get up off the bleachers to go and try to to take a picture (cause a picture through the fence just didn't work), which meant I only did it for Bobby this time. I'll try better next time. He played 2nd base, and I must say he did wonderfully (especially for never playing before). He made us proud! And I think he was glad not to embarrass the family name. :0) I was proud of myself for paying attention the majority of the game. Sure I got quite a bit of chatting in, but I also kept up with the game too--I'm such a great multi-tasker.

He had a glorious slide into third base, but the glorious slide doesn't feel to good when you are wearing shorts. Note to self--wear pants next time. So, he has a war wound from the game, but it was worth it because he was safe at third base. I think he'll be investing in some pants for next time around. But he looked so manly afterward, especially when the peroxide was bubbling over his entire leg.

The kids had a great time! I mean, hey, we left for the game after most of their bedtimes, and we didn't get home until around 11:00 which was awesome to them. Mom popped a big bag of popcorn, and they devoured it. Trinity found her a new friend (Sam & Pam's dog-Ipod), and she sat with him & rubbed him the whole game. Zion played & played football with Tyler and threw around the softball. All in all a grand ole time at the ballfield. I'm already looking forward to the next game (and am thankful it is at 7:30 instead of 9:30). ;0)