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Dad plays softball on Wednesday nights. Braeden gets to go if the game is at 630 or 730 and he always has a blast. Here is Dad..a.k.a ..the blur..running to first base after a hit. Dad is about the only person that ever gets on base for our team but we watch just the same.

This day was particularly muddy. I wanted to spend my time chasing two blondes from the concession stand but mom insisted we come watch Dad. She really knows how to ruin a good time.