T-ball and Muskrats

This weekend, my little slugger had his last t-ball game of the season. It was amazing to see how much he came out of his shell. During the first few games, I had no idea how we would make it through the season. I didn't mind that he "didn't want to play that day" but he completely threw his manners out the window apparently and that was where I had an issue. Here is #5 at the first game!

 And my #5 at the last game! Completely different child!!!

Last team huddle....

His was very excited that his Pawpaw was able to come watch him play. All the grandparents except one was able to come watch him.

After the ball game, they had a pizza party where Coach handed out medals and a certificate. They were all beaming, smiling ear to ear, when Coach was placing the medal around their necks! It was so cute.

 Some of his teammates - super sad that his good buddy Braxton was on vacation and missed it :(

 Since we had a free sitter on Saturday, we got a late date night. Now mind you, we (meaning I) are usually in bed, ASLEEP, by 10pm. It was almost 9 by the time we left!

We hit up the ol' DQ and went to a park to make out sit by the peaceful creek.Well, it was peaceful until I saw this THING in the water! The next 20 minutes were spent me taking pictures, googling images to see what it was and  Big Bill throwing sticks and trying to spit on it (yes, he did just celebrate his 35th birthday....THIRTY FIVE!). Finally, we got bored and since I was about to turn into a pumpkin (hey it was after 10 by now) we decided to head home, still unsure what this THING was. After we got home, we conversed with our sitter (Pawpaw). After he clearly saw our awesome footage, he simply stated "It's a muskrat."

Duh.

And that, was probably the most interesting date that I have ever been on.