A Day at the Ballpark

Today Brian spent part of the day playing softball with medical personnel from central Louisiana in support of Louisiana Organ Procurement Agency. Those who chose to become organ donars are selfless individuals who share the gift of life. I'm not going to get on a soapbox about it, but it's an amazing thing. I do have family members completely against this for religious reasons. As for my husband and I, we have red hearts on our licenses.

Checking out the "shide" not slide...

Miss Allison and Bri were the official child watchers. Thank you both and I will pay you back one day. They do look BEAUTIFUL to be at the ballpark(:

Aunt Mammie came to see if her brother could still run. She says "Brian runs like a girl". This is My blog and I disagree):

The leader of this softball team and the father of the Fowler crew!

Corbin's absolute best friend in the whole wide world. We love you Will!!!

This little man was checking out the drain as well. He did not want to smile, but who needs to when you are this cute. Yes the curls are real and no his Mommy doesn't want to cut them(:

My honey still can play some ball. Tomorrow I may have to help him out of bed. But, I did enjoy watching him play(;(;

 ALL GERMOPHOBES STOP NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is the smallest Smith residing with us now. He was obsessed intrigued by the drains. He kept saying "trash". He would jump up and come tell me about it. Then back to check it out again. HILARIOUS!!! This went on for a long while.

Look mom, "trash"...

Sooooo funny...

This one never slowed down long enough for a picture. I do love what we did get a pic of, "for this child I prayed".

My Daddy!!!