T-Ball

T-ball season is in full swing...Max was the cutest T-ball player in the world on Saturday. His light blue uniform looks just darling on him.
The fierce sun beat down on us as the game resumed. Mom thinks all the baseball games the family plays at her house is paying off. Max did great and was proud to use the bat his Aunt Nat and Uncle Nick gave him about this time last year.
Jeff had kind of a forlorn look on his face when the game was over, saying, "Just think. We've got another month and a half of practices and games to look forward to."
Maybe we should've enrolled him in tennis...Oh, well. Next year. Jeff thinks every little American boy should play T-Ball/baseball anyway.
This blog post is short because my brain is fried by the sun. For the first time in our marital history I woke up before Jeff on a Saturday morning to go garage-saleing. I've got the bug...when you're on a budget and you have a chance to find bargains everywhere, it's hard not to pass them up!