I know. This blog has been lackluster lately. It's not like me to blatantly ignore the virtual documentation of our life, but our schedule has trumped everything else the past month. Between choir, search committee at church, softball, working, school, attempting to socialize, OT and music school, there's just enough time left over the eat and pee. Not complaining. Just reality.
A few weeks ago we went with a massive group of 20 to the Rockies second home game. It was a random conglomeration of awesome people, which made my heart happy. Did I watch one minute of the game? Well, maybe one, but the remainder of the time was spent gabbing and hollering at the children. There were a lot of children. The Rockies did win, so I was aware of that fact before leaving the stadium. And I did drink a beer (well, half of spilled on the dude in front of me when I kicked it). He was very gracious about it. Aside from poor Payton upchucking a majority of the night, we all had a blast. You've gotta do one baseball game per season. It should be an unwritten rule somewhere.
Brady's tongue is evidence of the healthy food and drink options we chose to ingest.
In about 2 minutes from when this shot was taken, Payton will proceed to walk down the stairs and toss her cookies for all the folks in the front row to enjoy. Poor babe. They left early.
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