Night Games

Uncle Brent and Aunt Brenda are in town for several weeks, and Grandpa George has come from Indiana to be with them and visit, too.  Yeah!  We miss all of them when they are far away, and it is always fun to be with them.

Grandpa George arrived on Monday and we hadn't seen him yet, so this evening we went over to Brent and Brenda's house for a visit.  It was a lovely evening and we sat out in the front yard and talked.  Brenda had several balls she blew up, one a kickball.  The kids started getting squirrelly, so I grabbed the ball and told them to come kick.  Without much effort, we put together a little kickball game, boys versus girls, with Brenda, Blythe, and me against Brandt, Kent, and Brent.  The boys won.  But we all had a great time, kicking and running and trying to get each other out.  It was a beautiful evening and so fun to play together.  I got a not so great picture, taken well after dark, but evidence of our time on the "pitch."

This is a cute picture of Brandt.

He's got fudgesicle all over his face.

Everyone looks mildly possessed.

Oh well.