America's Pastime

One minute you're chasing down a fly-ball in foul territory, and the next thing you know you're face down in the dirt, with your glasses bent, your legs sticking in the air, and your skirt up around your waist. Well, I'll spare you all photographs of that incident, but here's Conner taking some batting practice:
He's a lefty, and yes I know, he's gripping his bat incorrectly, but give the kid a break, would ya?

Being bored with baseball, Calle, Cole, and Daniel drifted off to the nearby pavillion, where the employees from a local bank were having some kind of a picnic. Daniel apparently won a prize -- an inflatable Big Bird swimming tube thingy, and Cole and Calle came back with cold drinks (they were looking at the Coke and Pepsi machines, just checking to see if they only cost a nickel or a quarter, or whatever they had in their pockets, when someone from the picnic took them over to the cooler where the drinks were kept). So the kids wandered off and came back with free stuff. Hmm... they should wander off more often. Well, ok, maybe not.