
My niece, Sunny, lives in Hawaii...
But when she's in town...BOY do we have fun!
Tonight she came for dinner at my house!
But when she's in town...BOY do we have fun!
Tonight she came for dinner at my house!
This is my niece, Sunny, at her very first baseball game a couple of years ago. I'd been teaching her to sing "Take me out to the ballgame" since she was old enough to speak...and, MAN, did we have a BLAST that night. We were in foul territory and came painstakingly close to catching a ball several times during BP and throughout the game!
I had the GREAT pleasure of taking my friend, Jose and his family to their very first baseball game last night! It was "Jeff Mathis free kids jersey night" and...Jose caught a foul ball! And, thanks to the monkey, the Angels found a way to "LIGHT UP THE HALO!"
Jose with Shayla...and the prized foul ball!
Oh, and our seats weren't bad either!
My nephew, Thatcher, had an interesting school assignment last week. He had to come up with one song that would be the "best title for his life"....
This is probably the first Father's Day...ever??...that I won't see my sweet Dad, as he and my mom are up in San Francisco with my two sisters this weekend! Thankfully, though, I get to see him about once a week throughout the rest of the year!
My Dad has an incredible work ethic, an amazing sense of humor and an enviable desire to love and make people happy! He is also the root of my passion for baseball! Having FIVE daughters, I think my Dad was determined to make each of us "well-rounded." Taking us fishing and camping...teaching us how to to check and add oil to our car. We all learned how to mow the lawn and to fix things around the house. He encouraged us to play softball...to run for class office....and to love Vin Scully. Obviously, there were no "boy things" and "girl things" in our family. These were just things we did with our dad. I honestly think my sisters and I are all better people for that.
What did I do all day? Here's a little taste of my very enjoyable day away from home.



