We took the boys to their first baseball game last night. The game started at 6 p.m., and their bedtime starts around 7 p.m., so we arrived early and left early as well. We had really good seats, so the boys were able to really watch the action. They perked up every time they heard the "ting" of the aluminum bats. Although, at times, they seemed to be just as interested in the crowd as in the game itself, especially the hecklers. Randi's brother, who's 19, came with us and got to warm up to the boys some more. We joked that he needs to borrow them one day and take them out on campus because all the girls were swooning over the "precious little twins." Here are some pictures from the game:
The boys discussing ERA's and slugging percentages during warm-ups.
Randi's brother, Blake, holding Wyatt for the first time. Look at that grip.
That face right there says SOO much about Parks. All those competing emotions just waiting to get out.
He's like an orange on a toothpick. Housing his big brain.
Mommy and Wyatt
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