Mom and Dad had Chayo's family out for dinner, eventually the kids ended up on our lawn playing catch with us.
Things were a little chilly, so Yulia wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket.
Ol' Blackeye helped entertain the kiddos.
Rissa wanted to show off the farm, so we headed over there. I don't remember why she was crying, but she was.
Everyone loved chasing the chickens and ducks and rabbits.
We even got some of the kids up on top of Javi's storage container. The bigger flex is that we got them all down without having to throw them.
Apparently she's moonlighting as a boxing trainer in 1970s Philadelphia.
We journeyed up to Liberty Bell for a game against Tonasket. If we won, we would advance to regionals or leagues or whatever they call the next round now. Rock started at catcher and played well. He threw a guy out trying to steal third and made some great stops blocking the ball.
He walked in his second at bat and was on second base when the opposing coach came out with the host AD and stopped the game because our coach thought it would be great to try and skirt the pitch count rules. Rock's high school career ended on a forfeit that was completely and utterly avoidable.
We found Rock's old Lightning McQueen hat, it doesn't really fit anymore.
The black eye is almost gone. It was a fun ride while it lasted.
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