Greeting my sister and her son who flew in as well . . .

Playing Memory with the grandsons . . .
DJ came from behind to win . . . he was thrilled :)


Luncheon with fresh basil and tomato sandwiches and old family friends . . .

And back at the ballpark of course . . . but this time with Memere and Pepere cheering too!

A tough loss . . . we held the lead all game but in the final inning, score was 8-10 and a grand slam made it 12-10 ouch. So an extra practice tonight :( Mathias is back in the pitching line up and did great. For two batters in a row he pitched 6 straight strikes, no balls.

At one of DJs game we had to pull our stint manning the snack bar . . . Dad pitched in and helped out - it took him back to his teen years when he worked at a snack bar at the lake. I just have this bit of advice "avoid the clean up shift - that hot dog machine is miserable to clean!"

On the way to the airport - off to the big city to see their baby daughter before heading to the Maineland. I think Dad enjoyed his convention and they definitely got a crash course "Life in the Ramirez Household" I'd love to have them around permanently . . . I'll be eyeing real estate for them :) So more fun to come! I think they are in the air now . . . Bon Voyage Pepere and Memere!

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