My oldest had his second to last game on Saturday. Ol’ Mother Nature has played quite the trick on us and they haven’t played many of their games. Saturday was cold but tolerable. 
The games are in the outfield of baseball fields. Most of the parents line up along the fence and just sit in their cars the whole game. Is it just a Montana thing or do people do it where you live too? Now me, I like to be out there, seeing the action, cheering, encouraging and clapping chasing my toddler around.
He is #1 on the Cowboys. Grandma was pretty upset he wasn’t a Packer but he lucked out getting school colors of red and black.
“Hey, good play over there man!”
The middle punk dropped me like a hot rock and ran off with friends, that left me to watch this little squirt.
Well, I guess if he’s gonna make faces and smiles like that I better not complain too much.
One last good move of #1 in action. Way to go buddy!
