Peanuts and Cracker Jacks

Where have we been all summer? You're looking at it. Yellow Creek Park Softball fields. It literally feels like we live there. No one could be happier about that than this man right here! I was trying to think how long Woody has been playing men's softball in the church league. I think it's 18 years. How's that for feelin' old? He wears the number 33 proudly. It happens to be his age this year (for a few more weeks) but he doesn't let his age show on the field! No sir.

Our league isn't exactly professional, but to us- it's intense, it's personal, your pride is on the line... but it's still just church league. Here's the umpire: We call him "Blue" but I think his real name is Mickey.

Now for the action! Woody at bat! This night he had a particularly good night! But, his base running stole the show. He tagged and scored on a pop fly to the catcher. For you baseball novices, that's most likely not happened before in all of his 18 years playing. Very rare. Very crowd pleasing!

For my loyal blog followers, you'll remember my post on cleaning W's pants. Here he is in the first inning...sliding of course. He was safe so it's all worth it.

Celebrating the slide...

Besides us, W's dad is his biggest fan. He likes to keep book, too. He's even better than me at keeping book!

For those of you who don't keep book... you need a pencil, not a pen. Not many people know this.

So what does Hope do during all of this? Oh, she tries to get autographs....

She plays in the water....

She drinks from her "big girl cup" and eats Teddy Grahams....

She flirts with boys.... What!?! She flirts with boys? What's going on here? Who is this kid? Where's Hope's Daddy?

His name is Isaiah. He looks nice enough, but we're keeping a better eye on this one!

Wish us luck! We're 1 game away from making it to the championship game!