What could be more fun than watching the little ones play baseball?
This last Saturday I joined my daughter and son-in-law to watch two of my grandkids on Opening Day. It was a real blast.
At one point one of the pitchers, who doesn't really pitch, sat down and began pouring dust over his legs while the game swirled about him. The center fielder sat just behind second base and pulled blades of grass.
I can't wait for the seagulls to start coming around - great times for long balls and lots of base running while the outfielders watch the birds.
I am definitely looking forward to summer with these little guys and my sketchbook!