Rowan spoiling her pup again...he's never too far away.
Tonight we headed down to the Village park for the last night of Men's softball. Grandpa Kris and Uncle Kurt have been running this league for years, and the demand just isn't there anymore. I remember coming to the park multiple night a summer when my dad was playing still too.
Peter subbed for Dan's team tonight, the rest of us watched and helped them finish up the booze. We didn't stay late, and they had to make a beer run before we were even gone. So many great memories running with my cousins on Friday nights while our Dad's played.
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