Last week, Jerry and I joined Dana and Kevin, Kelsea, and Popsie to watch Braeden at his first t-ball practice. It was a very blustery day. The wind was VERY chilly. The ball park is in a beautiful park, close to the mountains, and close to his house.

Here's the little player.

What a hit!

Mom and Kelsea.

This is Pops, do you think he is happy to have a grandson playing ball? I think the smile on his face says it all.

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