Cheney Sunday

So after an amazing Sunday dinner (full of JP and his MANY stories of almost dying on his mission...), it was off to the school to play Fat Bat Baseball! Teams were split: Dad, Steph, T-man and myself while JP, Whit and Court made the second team.
Whit's team won by one run (however I did not show up 'till the last inning, they were down by 6 runs and we brought it back baby!).
After Fat Bat, we played a little capture the flag. Girls against boys. Boys won the first game. Girls won the second game. Boys freaked out that girls won, and said we cheated... POOR SPORTS... so we switched sides. Guess what happened in the third game? Yeap you guessed it, girls WON! Boo Ya! Who's the man, or shall I say WO-man!?

Highlights of the evening (besides girls kickin' major booty!):

• Dad and his pants. He looked like a little boy, holding his pants up while he ran so they wouldn't fall down. We had some major butt crack comin' from his direction!


• I caught JP's hit- one strike, then ran to second base where I got Court out, oh yeah double play!


• Whit hit herself in the inside of her left knee with the heel of her right foot(yeah you read that right!).


• Tanner and his Christmas tree outfit: a red and white striped shirt, with a bright pair of green b-ball shorts (Whit noticed this...).


• Whit threw the ball... and whoops there went Whit... right into a ditch!


• Tanner wore a pair of knee high black socks (remind you of anything... JESS!).


• Dad took Whit into a head-lock so the boys could get the flag.

Mom started with us, but was drawn back home where she spent the remainder of her night with her personal history... sounds like fun.

PS note on the pic: Steph is hitting the ball off of JP's head, Whit, T and Court are being... well, Whit, T and Court, and I am stealing home plate.