This post is not for those with a weak stomach. It includes pictures of bloody wounds. That said...
Ian hit a would be home run last night at our ward softball game... I say "would be" because it would have been if he'd plowed into the catcher a littler harder. Oh well, he brought two runs in. :) Poor Dawn, she's a sweet girl in our ward who's pregnant and she was up to bat before Ian...so when he hit, she had to haul tail to get to that home plate before Ian. And here are his battle wounds:
They're actually worse than they look. His left arm is red from his elbow almost all the way to his wrist. But he made me proud! His first hit he slid, and his last hit he had a rather entertaining game of "Pickle." All of the other wives were jealous. (totally joking)
Sunday, October 21, 2007
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Posted by Megan at 10:03 PM
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Ian is very living on the edge! The battle wounds of a good sports game. Sure makes you miss barnyard!
That's my boy!
Poor Ian...heal soon!
That's AWESOME Ian!! Way to take one for the team!! You did good Megan, I'm all for competitive people! I'm sure you were proud!
am I just clueless what is Pickle
LOL Ruth...you know what pickle is...
It's when a runner gets caught between two bases. The basemen keep throwing the ball back and forth, trying to tag the runner, and the runner keeps running back and forth trying to get to the base, but not get tagged.
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