BlastBall, Mother's Day, and Misc.

Walker is playing BLASTBALL! He is actually playing, y'all. Not crying. Playing! Well, maybe a little fussing but we're just so proud of him for participating in the game and hitting the ball and laughing and smiling and having fun! Go, Buddy!

Tiny little pants. XXS. They are actually a little tight; we need to get him the next size up!

So he wasn't a big fan of his shirt. But he did put it on.

Thank goodness for Daddy, who convinced him to walk onto the field.

warming up

Oh and Brady. The coach's daughter. Too stinking cute for words...

She was just a teensy bit upset here. I think she wanted her mom and some fruit snacks.

And this is what Lainey did during the game.

Why not?

SMILES.

Brady's mom and brother, Knox.

And this is not from Saturday; this is from Friday, during my stop-and-start exercise experience (which is every exercise experience when I try to do it at home).

Flexible! :)

And Lainey wrote this about her Uncle Matt. So sweet! She is clearly excited about the fact that he's moving to Texas.

And here's the Harris side of the family. We gathered at the Greek Orthodox Church in Dallas on Sunday to remember Big Yiyia and honor the 40th day since her passing (a tradition in the Greek Orthodox Church...although it's been a bit longer than 40 days!). And it was Mother's Day. Only fitting that we should get a picture with everyone!