For all of my griping and complaining about living in SoCal, as much as I miss real seasons and rain and snow and foggy days and "real" spring and fall, there is a big reason why I stay put.
Family, plain and simple. Days like this remind me of how privileged I am to be able to be here and be part of all this.
So--baseball, or at least the variety of it played by 5 and 6 year olds! N8 and G are on the same team this year. For a change, G is not the biggest kid on the team, although N8 is the smallest. Apparently the next-smallest has had a growth spurt, because they were even at the start of the season.
So here you have two views of the "grannies at the game," aka Lola and Memere. Lola (real name: Aida) is spending Ferdi's birthday weekend with them. She's always fun to spend time with--she's a spunky, funny, warm lady with a wealth of stories to tell. She's a (retired) RD (dietitian) and, in one of those weird twists that fate likes to send us, she was widowed just a few months after I was.
That is a Parrothead Club hat on her lap. Apparently we are both Buffett fans!
The boys' game ended in a tie, their first of the season. At this level, they use a pitching machine operated by one of the coaches, instead of a T, and in lieu of the kids actually pitching. A good compromise, in my opinion. The kids get a good workout throwing the ball around when they are fielding. Time to develop pitching skills when their shoulders are stronger and can take the stress.
I had to take a picture of Courtney's purse. It's a lovely dark blue Coach and looks quite elegant.
Except when it's brimming over with ponies. You can also tell that this is the family with two daughters by the color of the blanket!
Ferdi was a cute baby and even then he had those cute little cheeks that you want to either pinch or bite.
I posted it to FaceBook and he and his mom were baffled as to how I got it. And no, Caitlin did NOT email it to me!
After the game, we went back to their house for pizza and watermelon and salad and strawberries and lemon Rice Krispy treats and chocolate cake.
The kids' table. Two views, of course, so you can see all those adorable little faces.
All of them are growing fast and learning so much! N8 and Audrey (both are 5) are headed to kindergarten in the fall; G will be in second grade.
Abby, who is 3, thinks she is 5 too...
One of the nice things about having cousins of opposite genders is the opportunity to play with all sorts of things that their parents might not necessarily buy for them. Pink ponies, for instance! (And yes, I do know about Bronies, and we adults had quite a discussion about them while the kids were running around playing pony games.)
Not quite sure what he and N8 were plotting, but the two of them are peas in pod when it comes to mischief.
The addition of more voices has not helped the family's rendition of Happy Birthday. We all suck at singing, which doesn't stop us. The only way to blot out the other voices is to sing louder...
N8 and Abby had a blast with it. Over behind them, there's a game of UNO going on, but I wasn't able to get a good shot of it.
(Is this a good place to confess that even though my kids all played UNO for years, I have no idea how to play? Card games have never been good to me; I had a friend who used to say, "Come play Canasta. I need to beat someone.")
So Ferdi is coaching her through the online DMV practice tests, and she's taken the AARP course for "mature" drivers, and would you please all send her good thoughts and mojo and prayers so that she will pass?