Ever since I met Preston I knew that he loved baseball. I have never seen him play so I always pictured him very awkward, but to my surprise he is actually pretty good. We go to our ward's men's softball every Tuesday night. It has been really fun to get out and Zach loves to watch his daddy and play in the dirt. Anyway last Tuesday Preston was running to home, but someone was also throwing the ball to the catcher. Everyone held their breaths and just hoped that the catcher would drop the ball. Me being sceptical just figured my husband was out, but to my surprise he slid into home and the next thing I knew the catcher was on top of Preston and the umpire was yelling safe! Well everybody cheered and all the elders quorum was saying how cool it was but they wouldn't have done it. Preston definitely proved me wrong about being awkward because it was very cool to watch. Next thing I knew Preston was in the outfield and I looked over and he was emptying sand from his shoes. A quick three outs happened and my husband hobbled to the bleachers asking my to get a wipe for the blood that was dripping to his socks. We cleaned hip up and he headed back out like a true baseball player. Anyway that was a really long play by play but since you didn't watch it somebody had to fill you in. P.S. This is not as gruesome as your post Megan so I didn't need a warning and if any of you needed a warning I'm very sorry.
