Monday, April 15, 2013
Also, I'm ready to admit that I have, in no way, passed on the baseball-love gene to my kids. Up until now, I thought they might grow into it. But, they can't make it to the seventh inning stretch no matter how many churros and ice cream bars they eat. It's so confusing.
Still - strawberry jam and baseball? Is it hot in here? (Must be summer mom.)