Little League World Series

Welcome to my hometown! Once a year, we host the Little League World Series. On Sunday afternoon, Chip took the three oldest children to watch the championship game.


All the kids go to the top of the hill and slide down the dirt on boxes. When the children came home, I swear it was the filthiest they've been all summer.


And, of course, the blimp.


It was funny. As nice as it was to have the big kids gone, Daniel was absolutely miserable without them. When he woke up from his nap, he was really missing them. He kept wandering around crying and saying "Tatie? Tatie?" He was very happy when we picked them up from the stadium.