...let's play ball

So, today was actually two months.. not three. I guess it feels like an eternity, when in reality, it's just another day like so many.

My backyard has officially turned into Waukee's newest golf course, minus the greens crew. I now have 4 t-boxes (never heard of that term), plus the putting green in my backyard. The weed-whacker has had multiple use recently.
Spectator chairs line the course, neighborhood kids vie to become a caddy. Tee off began at 8am this morning. They didn't play all day long, but the final shot was made around 9pm. Flood lights were set out.

In between golf time, Ben had to play baseball. Tournament time, single elimination. I am friends with many mom's from the opposing team. We all were rooting for the opposite team to win, because noone wants to go back to the field tomorrow night. It was comical. Ben's team won. He had an awesome night on the mound. Pitched 4 innings. Jack would have been proud, maybe not so much with the yellowing grass in the backyard. I figure, it's just grass, it can be fixed.

On this day of two months, I've tried to look, or at least tried to remember what I've done. I think I play ball as well, except I'm a juggler. Some days I juggle well, but then that damn clown starts throwing in more and more balls and I can't keep up...damn clowns