Isn't that a song? Hmmm...I'll have to look that up.
Anyway.
I live in the same town that I grew up in. On the same street. In a house where I spent probably half my life because they had a pool and children that I could play with. I have gone to church 6 blocks away my whole life. My elementary, middle school, and high school are also 6 blocks away. The college I attended and where I met Shawn is just 4 blocks away. Can you say 'sheltered upbringing'? I wouldn't have it any other way though. Now my girls are experiencing the same thing. It's wonderful.
So, you may ask, what do you do on a small town Saturday night? You go to the Mid-High Co-Ed softball tournament of course.
McKinley played for our church and since it's not really competitive it's just a blast to watch. The tournament is the end of the season party that includes the games and a hamburger and hot dog picnic.
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Even though it was close to 100 degrees, it's a must see! The fans were on the edge of their seats:C)
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The ump is my neighbor. He stood out there in the heat for seven and a half hours.
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The Mid-High pastor was there going from bleacher to bleacher to evenly spread her love around.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZPz0EM9jXLwLeG0aqn6DrTYNCfADARwludNSW71ab2vTSwK5MEPzN8JfWM5JYUQgpt1iqwtOG6dy752u9eag3xqUR916hZ1A1RgDDygt66Kn5hq7yrv_vADJ77qW03uSeRbN15FOIwLxx/s400/DSC09781.JPG)
The girls elementary principal was there as a coach of another team. He's also our neighbor.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYYDIkBRKR3ICPAIHDk21NvgiBlrR2HxYu7P33ghHxdGOv13c1RMrHOg2-8dwtxhcvQIcS2s6cD6KHKiRfrFB_jdL3maCDUwJSo8sXFUCP3gpPsZiFMsFKXzyd184S7SdYrcaSTPAC7sLR/s400/DSC09798.JPG)
This boy, oh this boy. I love my three girls and never wanted a boy after McKinley was born but if I could have a boy, I would take Cale. He's precious! I call him all summer long and beg him to come swim with me. ![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcfnFKFURwoVCltKlcUQ2AT4bgKs67y03ZegXOjZaXkrAFttUpXGBWwkt5zxLUC2XdNf-ixgNx1tFzdPz4O8esbXh8Pgsz6WtDlrRcTkfH7UId2SJwZrLaMUzL8QfYYTG9lJcdMRXM-Zbj/s400/DSC09795.JPG)
Water bottles were everywhere! Occasionally a parent would drop some off in the dugouts.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHQSfTweSD9sZAQv9IfAz8XWCDmt-Q0pMpcL_Rm5ZmW4_UBFafcLw9VA31Piww2vWXyHz8AO9ocNKtPi4mNpN5Yx1yjw6SbUZHsd5vtwYcq4rpl7xmke67QcEEUvK5mlyXYwkmPCRa17Y/s400/DSC09783.JPG)
Some children were doing anything to keep cool.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8KiGdqNpf-SubkFsTb5WfxyNvWSJu7hTDwQnDJrjxj_HqMvmY4TJXNhutGNw4ER2VCMR1QZgcNeJaunSqWH9SGHb5tXe4k9lJPitpzA-DO7WYf8GrsJeU7GajYfprvmVYYKkZc7LVwY9/s400/DSC09816.JPG)
Wonder if her mother knew what she was doing? Hee-hee.
Even though the blue team scored well and even made it aways through the losers bracket they lost. But had so much fun doing it!![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiED3P1ckkP_EX52aNAjhy7TF74x0khS-HgM50bEI8TrELHXrjWUGLKJgMirS3RmJBsM9hf0KrcJ3M_xbuzB0XaVWNXgZtjuUXB7WDx4fi1uGtaaif6DnF_8qQjPxh7A51oAKBXDJy1gORM/s400/DSC09784.JPG)
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And since it's a church league, everyone is friends no matter what color your shirt is.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg400BInMgu5j1SMQuSRpSVvpDXCx5lEW_ZWwr7QLNoM_M7Wy4yAN7yygUsuFzbsFpckCdNOyxA_zJm7lW5lIU_Qur0fvUbBIHLi5u5WJqz-Ttts98deJ54RXh0B7ntsr489aV0THXetiRe/s400/DSC09847.JPG)
McKinley had fun even though they lost. She didn't, however, like having her picture taken.
So ends a small town Saturday night.
Want to know what happens on a Sunday? Stay tuned!
3 comments:
Sound like fun to me!
I love this. Your blog is exactly the kind of blogs I'm looking for in other states - in my 50/blog-50 state quest. They are hard to find, actually. People blog about a lot of nonsense I've discoverd. And, thanks to Blogher, everyone is trying to rich blogging and saying VERY LITTLE worth hearing. I've come across good blos, though. Anyway, I think the more you write about your intimate world, the richer your blog becomes. The pool shots also never get old. What will you plan for winter?
i just realized there are an awful lot of typos in that comment. i really am literate. c, i capitalize all my letters, 2.
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