Now Batting...#1...Shortstop for the Indians...

Oak's first baseball game was today....it was a lot of fun watching him & his team (including Ezra y Asa) play. Oak did really good, as he had an in-the-park home run and a single (see below pict after his single). Best of all, he had a lot of fun.


Some kid's leagues give you 5 strikes and other concessions, but this league plays by regular ball rules: 3 strikes and you're out. On Oak's home run, he really worked the count as he missed twice, fouled it a couple times, and then had a good solid hit up the middle.

Any ball player always talk about how it's better to get a win than to have good stats. For instance, fast-approaching-Babe-Ruth (and steroid addict) Barry Bonds recently said in response to his slow start (just 2 hits) to the season, "...I'll take a 2-for-the-rest-of-the-season as long as we win the World Series." But do they really mean it when they say they'd rather win than have fantastic stats? I don't know, maybe I'd feel different if I was in their shoes, but at least with Barry, I'm not so sure he took steroids just to win one for the team.

New Jersey and You: Perfect Together

Last week we went to New Jersey to help Amy's mom pack up the Lindenwold house before she moves in a few weeks. Leaving and saying goodbye forever to the place you grew up and were married at isn't much fun.


I remember when my family and I said goodbye to our house in Atascadero...the last night there, I walked up our hill full of sadness, questions, doubt, asking God for some sort of sign that everything would be OK (I know, I know, how silly can I be over something so temporal). Suddenly, this shooting star blazes directly over my head, which for me was a nice reminder of God's care and love for me in an incredibly well-timed piece of cosmic planning.

Anyways, here's a few NJ pictures...

Meadow and her cousin Addie doing the dressup/makeover thing

Oak's 1st lost tooth (tooth fairy's rates are $1 and up these days)

Dove preparing to stick her tongue out (she has a most flexible tongue, something along the lines of Michael Jordan, I'd say)