Here are some pictures of her basically destroying the family room because her mean mom wouldn't let her go outside and play this morning. She made cutout cookies with playdooh for quite a while. In the family room. On my coffee table. She was happy.
On another note, those of you who read her regularly will remember the heart breaker. We played this team again last night. Going into the 5th inning we were ahead 17-1. Hubby put in a new pitcher for us. One who had never pitched before in a game. The other team got five more runs. This is one of the reasons I love my husband.
He will say this isn't true, but I know the reason he did this was so the other team could score some runs, and finish the game feeling good about themselves. A courtesy that the jerky manager of the other team would never even consider. One of his parents told me so. They are dumbfounded as to why there manager hates my hubby so much. I didn't tell them though I am pretty sure I know. He calls him on his crap and doesn't let him get away with anything.
Before the game one of the parents on our team came up to me and said there family had a prayer time before they left for the game and prayed for Dave and the team. They really wanted our team to win because hubby was such a good guy who cared so much for all the players. They wanted the good guy to finish first.
It seems there prayer's were answered.
Update: Hubby just read my blog. He insists he did not put in a new pitcher so they could score some runs. He is all about truth, so I told him I would let you all know. However, I still think my version of the story is correct. lol.