baseball

we're in full-swing baseball season around here...and i have the huge mama picture button to prove it!

 this has been max's first year to play on a team and he is in love!

me and matt and max's dad and his gal couldn't be prouder of our little slugger.  he certainly has a faithful cheering section at his practices and games.

(regardless if his team has yet to win)

now if only i could perfect that loud finger whistle trick...

three cheers for baseball max...

huzzah! huzzah! huzzah!

whirly twirly

i almost left my boys behind to run away with the traveling carnival on monday...i would set sail to sleep under the ferris wheel and learn the secrets of the lemonade shake up stand...catch up on my tan and apprentice under the cat-calling ring toss man. 

it all sounded so wonderful until the boy running the rock n' roll cadillac ride told me he cleaned up puke 3 times a day. 

 

but boy oh boy do i love carnivals!

this week is flit flying right by...and i'm not too happy about it. 

today is my little man's last day of 6. tomorrow he turns 7, then 8, then 30.

 we're throwing him a baseball party this weekend.

there's been lots of sewing and painting and dreaming up wild ideas going on around here lately...

here's a little peek at the photo cutout board i'm painting...

lots to do before saturday...

but today...today is devoted to going out and crossing things off max's 6 year old bucket list. i tried to add a picnic in and matt shamed me interfering with the list. haha. 

a girl can try can't she?

glory days

we toasted to summer yesterday with a picnic and baseball game at an abandoned park.

it was so alone and quiet that it felt like we were the only 3 on the planet for a few hours...that we had staked a claim on this little piece of summer for our own...rusty old baseball field and all.

i packed along matt's favorite salad (spring mix lettuce, goat cheese, pine nuts, dried cranberries, fresh red peppers, and champagne vinaigrette dressing) and grocery store cream puffs and lemon cake. the perfect summer lunch!

(and can i tell you there is something pretty thrilling than buying the pastries from behind the glass at the grocery store! or maybe not..haha...but i guess it's always been something i thought would be just the most when i was little...and it was!)

max dressed himself in the funniest baseball uniform of pleated black dress pants stuffed into tube socks and dirty old sneakers. 

it was pretty good.

i fall for that little guy every single time.

add matt, new summer, a park of our own, and cream puffs and i'm done in.