It was a beautiful day for baseball, and it was a beautiful day for the Dons, who cranked out 16 runs en route to a 16-4 win. The game ended after only five innings; no one on our side was entirely sure why since we usually go seven, but the sun made it almost uncomfortably warm so the early departure wasn't a terrible outcome. For his part, Brady came in to pinch hit to lead off the fifth inning and smacked a beautiful double to left field. (It's always cool when the other team's outfielder looks up and immediately starts running backward.) He came around to score shortly thereafter and the pure giddiness I could see on his face and in his frenetic motions in the dugout made me smile.
The fifth went on to be a productive inning for the team, so he came up to bat for a second time and singled to right. Notching two hits in the same inning is something of a rarity so it was cool to see. Then, with the game well in hand, he pitched the bottom of the frame. He gave up one run and wasn't as sharp as I've seen him in the past, but he got the job done. And that's what matters.
Following a few hours at home, we (except Isaac, who had work and drove up later) headed to Adam's parents' house for a January-February-March birthday celebration. (Between our family and Eric's, there are several of us who meet the criteria.) We had a great dinner and a good time chit-chatting. And the cousins had the chance to get together, which they always enjoy. Isaac drove me back home afterward, and I had the chance to listen to his Young Life worship music playlist. I love how he loves to talk about God and share the Gospel. He truly has a gift.
And now, well, now I'm tired. Abby's return flight to Chicago was canceled so her departure time is now late tomorrow night instead of early tomorrow morning, so we'll have one more unexpected day with our favorite girl. And now, I will head off to dreamland feeling thankful to God for every blessing that today delivered. Because there were many.
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