its really warm-ish

ditto

I want to blog...I really do.
Come Mid-July I think I'll be back in the saddle. I've got some fun DC pictures and we found a wild blackberry bush at the top of our lot last night. I've got a couple pictures of that yummy harvest. Girls camp tomorrow-Madelines first year. (Read linked 'ditto' to see my shared sister sentiments on this upcoming week, except my best bud going is heidi and I have farmed out my kiddos for the four days. Thanks SOOO much Alisha and Julie! And my fun neighbor girl across the street who I've hiried for one day so the kids can have a stay home day.)
After camp I am so excited to have our neighbors from Michigan come to visit. Thanks to their willingness to drive south I have not had to go even one YEAR without their company. I love them. Thanks for coming.
Sooooo...hopefully I'll have fun stuff to fill you in on in a few weeks.
I know you have been checking EVERY DAY to see what witty and interesting post will show up.
Sorry.
I have had a bit of Bloggers block.

Love to all!
xoxoxoox

playing ball

This year Carter was my only ball player.

It was his first year off the tee and onto the pitching machine.

He started off great, hitting the ball every first or second pitch! I was amazed.

He hit a bit of a slump half way through the season and when he got his first "game ball" was so excited but then a little confused and said "I wonder what I did to get it?"

His coach explained that he is the most positive member on the team. Cheers and congratulates everyone and just happy to be out there. A lot goes into a good team.

Love the coach.

The last two games Carter started connecting again and earned himself another game ball.

He loves it and is determined to play again next year.

I love watching him play. He is such a happy laid back kid.

His last game he drank an entire huge Power Aid and was out in right field (the Dewsnup place of honor!) last inning doing a spirited potty dance. Everyone was dying laughing. I was almost in tears and praying he would hold on. Not literally, but when he stopped moving and 'held on' my heart sank. Nevertheless he didn't lose it and when the last guy struck out he took off running for the trees! frew.

My ball player.

Thanks Coach Clay for a great season!