Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Little Man is SEVEN and I cannot believe it! He’s up to my shoulders, smart as a whip, sensitive, and silly. Current favorites are: sushi, video games, riding a bike without training wheels, Legos, swimming, Spiderman, and BASEBALL.

To celebrate our little slugger, we hosted a simple ‘night at the ballpark’ for our baseball-loving lad. Little Man’s played two seasons of tball and is gearing up for AA fall-ball soon, but the beauty of baseball is that it’s for EVERYONE, and our extended family (aged 7 to 80) dusted off their sneakers with gusto for this all-american pastime.

signing commemorative game balls for his guests to take home

he requested 7up, since he turned 7 and all

We told our fam to prepare for an epic battle of the sexes and sport red & blue, accordingly. My folks are overacheivers. 

Great Grandma: official mascot/cheerleader. 

Nana looks innocent, but those crafty Canadians are known to steal bases.

thinking about stealing second; thinking about tagging out his sister

Even down several players, the blue team emerged (overwhelmingly) victorious, but I’d say the red team had more sass.

switch-hitter!

Uncle Luke says, “Not in my house!” catching the pop-fly.

After working up our appetites, Husband grilled ballpark franks and we enjoyed a simple picnic.

“Spitz!”
easiest birthday dessert ever, was thrilled to spy these recently at Costco

It was a super-fun time for a super-fun boy! Sometimes the simplest celebrations can be the most memorable.

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