Bite Me, Mom!

That's not me saying "Bite Me". It's the muffins talking! Since it's Mother's Day weekend, we are going on the "Mother of all Trips" tomorrow to see my grandma, my mom (and dad) and Sara's mom (and dad). It's been several years since we've been able to visit Grandma. Terrible, isn't it? She was pretty happy when she learned that we were coming to visit, probably more so about seeing her great-grandchildren. We will be delivering boxes of TLC Muffins to them which should knock their happiness meter off the chart. They are so tasty and huge (see picture below) and make a great gift. I'm looking forward to the trip.

Coaching Bucket

Tonight was Andrew's first game of the regular season. We won 4-3...barely. We should've won by more but we had a lot of errors that we have to get ironed out before next week. The picture above is our head coach. He's sitting on his coaching bucket. That's where the magic happens. I sit behind him and keep the scorebook and rattle off stats. It's a good system.

Backyard Berries

The wife bought herself a handy doo-hickey to grow strawberries. Huh...I thought that was what the ground was for. Actually, it seems like a pretty cool deal. Hope it works out for her!

Maintenance...or Crime Scene?

Although it looks like a crime scene, I can assure you it's not, unless teaching your son how to do a little maintenance on the lawn mower is a crime. We forgot to spray off the mower the last time we mowed so Andrew is chiseling off the dried-on yard leavin's from the previous job so they don't interfere with the blade. See? I teach him stuff.

A Maize-ing Track Meet

Spent late afternoon and early evening watching the bro run races. I'm proud of him. He walked away with three bronze medals . I walked away with three random images surrounding me. Which is your favorite?

Misfit Trophies

I announced the game for the 10-under baseball championship tonight at the tournament. Andrew ran the scoreboard for me while I also kept a score book and played music from the Zune in-between innings. These are trophies on a shelf just to my left in the press box. They're old trophies that have never been awarded to anyone. How sad is that? It's like the island of misfit toys up there.

Keeping Score

Baseball tournament. Day 2. Marginal performance tonight. Half the team was in it. The other half's mental errors killed us. But, it's only the second game of the season. And we were playing a team who's already played 20+ games this season. More fun tomorrow.