The Boy of Summer

Ha! It's my favorite time of year. The robins are singing, the trees are budding, and the most hope filled day of the year is upon us. Okay maybe not the most hope filled (Easter anyone?), but today is a close second. Opening Day!!! All the teams are tied for first with hopes of still playing baseball in late October (a little of that hope has already faded as our beloved Reds are already a game back of the hated Cardinals). Unfortunately I now have a job and couldn't sit around in my Reds hat and watch 15 straight hours of baseball.

The boy even got into the spirit today. He popped out of his room this morning with a baseball shirt on and when we got home he wanted to throw a ball around. We listened to the game on the way home from daycare today. Listening to the Reds on the radio is always a little nostalgic for me. I remember my mom and dad letting me listen to Marty Brennaman and Joe Nuxhall as I went to sleep when I was little. Now my little guy is listening to Marty too!

Here's the big one after dinner and a game of catch.