Here are some pictures of Lincoln at his baseball game. Watching him made me oddly reminiscent of 2nd grade PE when I began day-dreaming while I, too, was playing in the outfield. The next thing I knew, I followed everyone back to the line-up to bat, but when I looked around, I realized that the people around me were not on my team. I had spaced it for so long while in the outfield, that my team had returned to bat and then returned back to the outfield before I had even noticed.
Lincoln (dum de dum...) looking every where but at the game in session.
Finally his coach came over to stand next to him. "Lincoln," he said, in a very kind and patient voice. "Let's focus on the game here. You have a very important job to do for us." That seemed to help for about a minute or two.
Luckily for him, he's not a bad hitter.
As an added bonus, we overheard Isaac telling this little girl (to whom he was pitching a ball), "You're not very good--not as good as my brother Lincoln."
Monday, June 23, 2008
Lincoln in the Outfield
Posted by Fletch at 8:57 AM
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Lincoln's getting tall! His hair looks like it's getting a little darker, too.
Are you able to venture around Coralville yet without a boat?
I grew up in Wisconsin ("the Dairy State") and enjoy your blog. That cow is so cool.
I live in Australia now but your blog reminds me of home. So thank you. And thanks for visiting my blog Nine Worlds.
That's awesome! I love Linc and his a.d.d form of playing ball. One fell swoop of the ball to that helmet will remedy it...not that I wish that upon him, I really don't.
Fun times! Glad to see you aren't so flooded anymore.
D'Arce, I guarentee ya he's already been hit in the head, and it didn't have the least little effect. Makes for a good story when he gets older, though.
Well, he is related to his Uncle Don...ok, that was a joke, I just remember Don's goofy smile. How are Don and Colby by the way, and their twins? I'd love an update!!
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