Buried Treasures I

I was digging through our digital crates and storage yesterday and came across some pre-Justin photos and footage that I just had to add to our scrapbook [Okay... eventually I really will start to focus on my work again... I promise... but for now... ]

Just two days before Justin was born, V surprised me with a trip to the batting cages. It was great. We were absolutely certain that Justin would follow the family tradition of punctuality and be born exactly on his due date (hey, he was only off by 2 hours, 4 minutes) so this would've been our last chance to wobble out and have some fun.

As big of a baseball fan as I am, you'd think I'd at least know how to hold a baseball bat, but truth be told, I'm not even sure if I've ever played the game before in my life. I have a vague memory of playing once when I was about 9 or 10, but details are sketchy. Anyhow, it was an awesome surprise, and I was just shocked that I made contact even once. We also played a round of miniature golf and had dinner @ Freemason Abbey's (less than stellar food, but nice atmosphere). Everything was cool until V tried to get in the batting cage. I had to knock her upside the head and remind her that she was 8.975 months pregnant. It was bad enough that she was out in 97 degree weather trying to hit a golf ball that she could barely see over her stomach.

Anywayz, be sure to check out the video. Enjoy.

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With only 10 days separating V's last day of work from Justin's due date, I'm proud to say that she made it to the very end of the school year! How's that for dedication? She is awesome!!!