Under the Lights

St. John's Crosstown Classic was big news last night! The Cubs vs. the White Sox right here in little ol' St. John!

T-Ball Cubs and T-Ball White Sox, that is.

After Grant's last game was rained out Wednesday night, it was decided these little 5 & 6 year olds would be playing under the lights at the big guys' baseball fields. Grant was so thrilled - maybe even more excited than getting a token for the "session" stand (as my little Adam says) for after the game. And those tokens are treated like gold! (Gold to be traded in for some cavity-producing, sugar-laden product.) Yet, once the game was started it was back to the old grind out on the field. Kids knocking on their cups, running off the field to "go potty", skipping to the bases. I believe Grant told every kid and coach about losing his first two teeth.

If you have not experienced a T-Ball game, you have not lived life. It is the most hilarious, most genuine and real, most uplifting experience for any fan. These moments are pure.

And I will cherish them.

We've finally moved.

Yes, it has been done. We were all out of room, busting at the seams, as you can see. We were literally living on top of each other. (Did you ever have it when you have the whole room to spread out in and that one person wants to sit right next to you? Well, it happens everyday and not with just one person, but 4 little boys. Some may say cute, but others, well...)

So, after a busy weekend of packing and unpacking boxes. Lifting and carrying and placing them elsewhere, we are in.



Now I'm going to the cottage. Ha!