And we got our summer back. ..

Just like Timberlake says, (ok not just like. . .) it's nice to get your summer back. For the past eight weeks, we have been attending baseball games up to five or six nights a week. As of Tuesday, we got our summer back.

Our final baseball game of the year ended with Evan playing a game of Tee Ball. Watching Evan play has given me a clue about what kind of kid he will be when we grows up.

He is a talker. He talks to coaches and kids alike at each base while he runs and while he plays.

He is not intimidated. He has no idea that he is the shortest kid on the field because he knows in his mind that he is the biggest.

He is unique. As we walked into the park that night, he told us that he needed his shades despite the fact that the sky was completely gray and clouded over. He said they just made him look cool. (True story. His words.)

He is athletic. The boy can hit. And run. And catch. Even his coach came up to me at the end of the game and commented on how athletic Evan is. I attribute that partly to having older brothers and partly to him just being Evan.

He will always do his own thing. Despite the fact that there are not outs in the game, Evan always slides into home plate. He gets points for style!

Now that we are done with baseball, I feel like summer has just started. Although, in retrospect, I am not sure what is more like summer than sitting in a bleacher watching my awesome boys play a little ball. What am I going to do with all my time?