Megan loves her bike. It’s been so cold we haven’t been out on it much. Every time we walk by it on the way to the car she longingly says, “Bike, bike.”
No, really…she specifically asked for a ‘Giants’ bike. No pink girly stuff. Really.
A journal for friends and family to follow our life with our boys, Ryan and Erik, and our little girl Megan.
All six fields look like a major league park.
Not all of the parents were interested in sitting in 30 degree weather to watch their little boys…notice there are no mothers…we of course sat as close to them as we could. (Except for the occasional trip inside for a picture…and the bathroom, and a snack, and to warm up, and…)
Notice how useful his throwing hand was going to be.
Ryan is the only catcher at his level I have ever seen go talk to his pitcher. He loves it. So Big League.
Holding the third base runner.
In this league, the catcher has to get the sign from the coach and then give it to the pitcher.
He was supposed to experience his Chinese roots, not his Italian ones!
Whew…they didn’t bring these home. I know they thought about it!
Finding things Ryan could eat was a little harder than Harvey expected. He survived in great part with tomatoes.
Harv said the produce looked so much better than here.
Making me a little nervous about my first trip to Taiwan!
It was a wonderful trip. Ryan and Harvey had such a nice time with his family. Ryan can’t wait to return. The thought of Erik and Megan on a 14 hour flight is a little scary, but hopefully we’ll be able to go one of these days.
One of the kids favorite traditions is when I take them to the park and make them pose and smile until I get a cute picture of ALL of them, and then do it again the next day just to be sure. : )
“The One”