Softball season...

I may have blogged some on softball before (that's one of the dangers of a 3-month hiatus from blogging pictures-you totally forget what you've done). But it's a fun 3-week season for all of us, despite the late nights which make for crabby kids.


Mark is on the field...




















The boys are racing here and there, catching bugs and building forts with their friends, while I attempt to keep them in view (Jacob's red coat=good, Andrew's tan coat=bad).





















Anna generally hangs out on the bleachers with me. Unless, of course, Tommy happens to be there. In which case, mommy is as good as chopped liver, and what would make me think Anna might want me to even sit by her? Nooooooo...she has to sit by Tommy all by herself. It's fine if Dakota is there. But should Dakota leave and mommy try to sit there? No way.
















She's happy with it being just her and Tommy! And watching the softball game, of course.