Our evenings spent at the baseball fields have been some of my favorite this season.
I never want to forget their little hands wrapped around tiny bats and the way they take their hitting and fielding duties so seriously.
My little team of ballers are really starting to get into the game and it's fun to watch their skills improve. The big boys had such a great coach this year, so they have really gotten into things in the "Coach 'Pinch'" league.
Plus, when we're lucky enough to play the late games, the fields are full of golden light and a cool evening breeze as I watch and cheer on my playas with a baby rolling around on the blanket at my feet. It is pure bliss.
This is a picture from our trip to Yellowstone. The boys slept three in a row horizontally on a bed in every hotel we stayed in. It won't last forever, but for now, it works well, and they kind of love it. Boone apparently wants in on the action too.
Being Ace. From top to bottom. :)
The splash pads are slowly being phased out with pools and water parks. As they get older they crave diving boards, slides, and other obstacles including deep pools of water to dive in. So, our trips to splash pads have been few and far between - but still nice.
Boone doesn't mind any of this pool/splash action one little bit. He has been a dream boat on all our adventures thus far.... knock on wood. :)
It doesn't hurt that he is doted on and fed red licorice here and there. :)
His little cheeks might be stained for life.
And my favorite side effect of all our summer fun is this...
Bed time happens in mere moments. Their sun kissed bodies and tired little feet seem to hit the sheets and they're off to Neverland...
Dreaming of another summer day to play.