An evening at the farm

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.

 

Last Home Games

The baseball/softball season was a quick and hectic stretch, and the moms made sure that the last home Saturday was extra crazy. They planned brisket and ribs and who knows whatever else. It was good when the games finally started.

Watching games from Narnia has actually been fun, but I can't get good pictures of both.

I can get a lot of good pics of DeA in CF.

It was weird to see Rock's senior banner, but here we are.

They celebrated the seniors between games, it felt a little surreal.

We had a friend's parents move into our old Summer Breeze house, and by the time the truck made it is was already 10:30pm. Despite the late night, it was probably the most fun move I have helped with.

The eye is improving well, now it looks more like a sexy smoky eye shadow or something.

 

Black eyes and Living Room Drills

The black eye developed nicely. Poor DeA is getting looks at the store or at games of "I hope you hit him back".

I went to Okanogan to watch Rock while DeA got to stay home and watch Jens also play Okanogan (I can't wait until those cheaters leave the league). Rock smoked a bomb into the right CF gap.

"I look like a dog named Spot"

We had a great little fire burning legal stuff, all legal stuff.

"Why does everyone keep looking at me and taking pictures of me?"

Ryker tried to stay up to watch double OT hockey, but he didn't make it to the end.

She still stunning

She went from "no ball in the house" to being the one balling out in the house. 

The colors really are pretty.

DeA was worried that she didn't have any pictures of Rock and Jens together, so she tried to get them to stand by each other.

We think they love each other.

Maybe

Blue eyes, black eyes, we love DeA's eyes

We sang to Jens at Family Dinner, DeA made a delicious red velvet cake.

Sunday evening was beautiful, and the kids broke out in a softball game.

Leo drove by, but didn't want to play.

Look how beautiful my Schnoogies looks in the blossoms.

It was all fun and games (literally, it was a lot of fun) until poor DeA fouled a ball into her own face.

Her fair Nordic skin showed the bruising right away.

By the next morning it was a lovely shade of eye shadow.

The colors were quite stunning with DeA's features and pretty eyes.

I was able to skip out of work early and watch Jens play Bridgeport. She had a few hits and made a nice catch in the field. 

 

More ball

Jens followed up her Bridgeport DH with a single in Waterville the next day. It was the prettiest I have ever seen it up there, no wind or dust and everything was green. It was quite deceptive. Jens played 1b and smoked two balls batting.

DeA looks good in hats.

The battle against the sun is very real.

We had pizza at this good little spot next to the park. Waterville really put on a great first impression for DeA, the next time we come for like volleyball in October she will see the real town.

Zero wind up on the plateau, but 50mph back at home. Whatevs.

DeA committed to making cookies for every softball game as a way to bribe Farnsworth into coaching. For Jens' birthday weekend, they made dirt messerts.

Trying to watch both games from CF Narnia can be a little challenging, but we are still 200ft closer than Nama Rae. She said that she saw Rock coming up to bat and had flashbacks thinking that it was me. It didn't think Rock was built that much like me, but then realized that he is the exact same height and weight as I was my senior year, so, poor Rock.

The best part of softball/baseball season is definitely DeA in hats. 😍