merrymaking |ˈmerēˌmāki ng |noun the process of enjoying oneself with others
The day was clear but the air was brisk. A bit chilly in fact. I approached the baseball diamond with my Dad thirty minutes before the start of our 2nd annual Family Kickball/Charity Game and saw something in the distance. My brother-in-law, Scott had come out with a work buddy earlier in the day and re-chalked the lines on the field and claimed dibs on the diamond. I smiled, what a great way to start the day. There was one close call with my Aunt Carm, (thanks to her son, Ben), my nephew Lucas started each inning up at base (regardless of who was up), Jacob skipped third base each way around the bases, Abby liked to pick up the ball before she kicked it, Maggie fell over trying to tag me out, my Mom and Aunt Carm ruled, Lucas tagged his Mom out two times, legitimately, we didn’t keep score, and in the end helped raised money for the Special Olympics.
To, Dad, Mom, Jackie, Scott, Lucas, Jacob, Brooklyn, Gina, Tony, Abby, Julie, Patrick, Uncle John, Aunt Barbara, Ben, Dan, Maggie, and Aunt Carm, thanks for participating, offering up your mad skills, inspired teamwork and cheerleading. For those who could not make it, you were missed! Love you all!
Love it!!
My favorite is the 3 kids wiping off home plate!
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