We spend our summers at baseball fields. We eat and sleep baseball. Both of our boys play and because of their age difference they never ever are in the same place at the same time. Steve takes one and I take the other. If we are lucky Madi will tag along to close ones. We spend a million bucks and sit in the rain or hot hot sun. Usually we come home with nothing but dirty laundry, stinky pitts and rotten feet!! This weekend was different. The Miller Black team won!! It was sweet!! Congratulations number FIVE! Way to go, KID! (baseball lingo) We are so proud of you. The trophy is so cool too!!