Take Me Out to the Ballgame

So now begins the evenings spent at the ballpark, the constant washing of uniforms, the rushing from home to ballpark, the ridiculously early or ridiculously late dinners, the way past bedtimes, and the most fun we usually have all year.


Both boys are on the Brewers. Awesome.

In other news...Dixie made it home. It turns out that she lives around the corner from us. Her owners are actually a nice couple who happened to be out of town for a funeral and left their idiot son to take care of her. She's an inside dog and he would come over and let her out during the day because he was obviously too lazy to come over a couple of times a day to take care of her. When George walked Dixie around the block and saw the lady outside and asked if this was her dog, she was elated. Her idiot son had told her that Dixie had been gone for 3 days and was probably dead. The lady was grateful for us taking care of her and was glad to have her back.

Here are some pictures of the boys during the Palm Sunday processional at church.