Another weekend, another tourney. Again it was long. And hot. But Claire played great. Better than great. She played 3 games on Saturday and was a superstar in every one of them. Nothing got past her at 2nd base, and she made outs left & right. She's not exactly what you'd call a power hitter, but she sure showed up this weekend. Sunday wasn't quite as easy, but she made the last out of the game with a great catch in center field.
We made the trip with friends since the SpannFam van decided to up and quit on us. We had enjoyed a nice lunch Friday afternoon and found ourselves stranded in the parking lot. A call to AAA and a 100-yard tow (literally), Kelly and SpannVan made it to the shop while the kids and I found a ride to my office with friends. (One of the perks of small-town southern life... You always know someone, no matter where you are!) We're still waiting to hear the final diagnosis and hoping to have her back soon.
Another week, another baseball camp. Kelly has worked very hard to make his camps a success this year. This week brings on the pitchers.
Another week, another Vacation Bible School. We're on #3. The kids are starting to tire of this timeless summer tradition, but it makes life so much easier for us while Kelly is running camps.
Another year, another birthday. Mine is on Thursday. I'll celebrate by heading out of town to Monroe, Louisiana to attend the Miss Louisiana pageant with co-workers and college students. Northwestern State's own Miss Lady of the Bracelet, along with 3 other NSU students, are competing for the crown this year. I've never been to a state pageant, but am looking forward to days by the pool, accompanied by shopping & eating, with nights spent taking in the competition at preliminaries. The week will culminate with the televised pageant on Saturday evening followed by the Gala. We'll head home Sunday morning to celebrate Dad's day with Kelly.
Summer ticks away at full speed. I'm still waiting for one of those lazy summer days, where I can work on projects, cook a leisurely meal and have no reason to leave the house. It's coming. I can feel it. Maybe next month...