In an effort to suck every last drop of fun out of summer, Frit and I have gone to a couple SLC Bees games this month. Tonight was particularly splendid because we randomly ran into my baby sister (who knew she’d be there?!). So FUN! I love her to pieces and in fact, I was so excited to see her I couldn’t stop smoochin’ and squeezin’ her cute face.

But anywho … in honor of baseball, in honor of the Bees, in honor of ballpark dogs and cracker jacks, and in honor of America’s pastime, tonight’s parting shot is a tiny peek at the neighbor sitting next to us there behind home plate. The little neighbor who was scared to death of us when we first sat down, but was sluggin’ Frit’s arm like he was Babe himself and yackin’ her ear off by top of the 3rd inning. Bless his little heart. (Don’t you just love those little feet and pint-sized Converse. Precious!) Play ball!

G’night!