Heath has played softball for our church since before we even met. There's only been a few summers that he's "sat out." This year we weren't sure what his season would look like since Cash was playing ball, too, and it seemed that most of the church's games were scheduled for 8:15. So after weeks of going to the games solo, we joined Heath for our first game of the season on May 29th.
I was thinking since they were a bit older, and Cash was playing ball they would want to sit and watch the game with me, but I was wrong. They packed their new tractor and loader (thanks to some wonderful neighbors) and were ready for the game.
The soft dirt around the dugout is always the best place for little boys.
Ann Hadley was getting sleepy, so she was becoming a handful, but I was able to watch most of the first game. Heath had some great hits, too. Here he is on third.
They throw off their shoes and waste no time moving dirt from one pile to another. It was and always is bath night after a softball game. :)
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