Lately, I have a hard time starting new ones – as evidenced by my failure with the red plate! Incidentally, when my younger daughter cooked supper on Tuesday night, she awarded me with the red plate for memorizing my Psalm 145 passage. Maybe I should put her in charge of setting out the red plate from now on!
Our July 4th tradition is attending a minor league baseball game here in town. Our girls have made it part of their tradition to wear red, white, and blue.
The stadium is nice and you can glimpse the Ashley River through the trees.
We sit in the same seats every year. I’m thankful for a few rows of “family section” where alcohol’s not allowed.
The girls get their faces painted…
and, when I’ve been sitting too long, I can go wait in the concession stand line.
And yes, we do watch the ballgame.
Even a non-baseball fan like me has heard of A-Rod, so having him in the game for three innings made it a bit more interesting this year.
We had a brief rain delay in the bottom of the seventh inning. After the game resumed, the home team tied it up 5 to 5. Extra innings….yes!! (Not really….)
The game ended in the tenth inning, and then came what we really showed up for – the fireworks!!
Hope you had a happy 4th of July!