Three times a year, as we welcome summer, revel in it, and bid it goodbye, my family has a grand old picnic on the family reunion scale. One day, many moons ago, an impromptu wiffle ball game started, and has since become the second main attraction of the day (the first being the food. Priorities, folks. Priorities).
And so, I present to you the Rapp Family 2010 Memorial Day Picnic and Wiffle Ball Classic:
Painted baselines? Check. Foul poles? Check. Distance markers? Check. Random inoperable water pump? Check.
Choosing teams is a very serious affair...
...followed by the playing of the national anthem.
The announcers are a more recent addition. Yes--those are wireless headsets. Specially purchased. For this.
Of course there's a scoreboard...otherwise what's the point?
It was wicked hot yesterday. I have no idea how they withstood the heat for nine innings. I usually don't play--it gets very intense out there. I prefer fun over competition. Because I'm not athletic and probably wouldn't win anyway. But there was plenty of other stuff to keep one occupied:
I just can't get enough of the iddle-biddle baby feet on Baby #1.
This photo of Baby #2 and my big brother is for blackmail--he's usually all "Babies--bah!" But if he could only have seen his own face...
Running a close second to babies is puppies:
Look at the size of that tongue! Seriously!
Technically these aren't puppies anymore. I love the little underbite fangs on the dog on the right. And I just noticed that their leashes match the holiday.
And let's not forget food:
I come from good sturdy carnivorous stock.
This isn't even all of it...
There was quite a dessert table but I didn't get any pics of it. Because I was eating and forgot. There was Oreo cream pie, peach pie, cinnamon coffee cake, homemade brownies and cookies, fresh fruit...and I think I'm forgetting stuff but I don't know what.
I fell into bed last night and don't even remember it--I was fast asleep right away. Good times. Hope your weekend was just as fabulous.