March 24

It was not a warm evening for a Friday Night Lights edition of Little League baseball. It was especially not warm after the sun went down and the sky transitioned from a gentle, fuzzy late-day light blue to pitch black. But it was a very good evening nonetheless.

We arrived very early for warm-ups, early enough for me to sit with Nikki to watch her son Blake's game. (And that was after she and I rounded the Sports Park not just once by twice this morning. So today featured a delightful double dose of one of my favorite folks.)

Anyway, Brady's game got started a bit late but all  went well for the Phillies and for my muffin in particular, who went 3 for 3 with a double and scored three runs. (That's him in the pic in the red top, right next to his friend Jackson, who was playing 3rd base for the other team.) Adam and Isaac and I huddled together in the stands under a blanket as the action unfolded. And in the end, the Phillies won 8-0 in five innings. 

Although this life is filled with both wins and losses, it's sweet when your team puts in a good effort and reaps a reward in return. So today, I'm grateful for the blessing of good play and a good victory.