We're slowly getting a dedication to baseball (and all things BOY) around here. We trekked to the neighborhood park the other night in 100+ temps to play a little ball and run around. You can see that it quickly got dark on us, but it was still over 100! Carson is following in grandpa's footsteps and is a very good hitter. Dad is teaching him to throw better, and I think he'll be ready for a team this fall.

Dad was concentrating on his next pitch, lol.

While the big boys played ball, Trev and I played in the trees and on the wall climb in the park. After a few minutes, T climbed on his bike, said "I hot. I going HOME!" If you have a child, you know how hot the kid must be to say that about the park...

I just love this picture...