July 23

Abby and my mom laid low at the house today, while Adam, Isaac, and I went over to Dublin with Brady to watch his team play the first few games of a tournament.

The games were a mixed bag --one big win, one loss-- but it was, as it always is, good to see him play. And he even got to pitch the last three innings of game two.

And then later on, it was good to have dinner in the dining room --which we rarely do-- with these goofers, who were in semi-rare comedic form.

Sometimes they stretch my patience with their antics, but their collective humor is a blessing.