Can you believe the calender is about to switch to October? Man oh man that seems impossible. Last week of the baseball season. Starting to get cold in the morning and and evenings and makes for less motorcycle miles. I love fall, but it needs to stop there! No Winter!
People Ask me What I do in the winter when there is no baseball......I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.....in Lakeland that is....PLAY BALL!
Getting colder in Wauseon, OH
Life and Times of a Life Long Detroit Tiger fan and Motorcycle addict and his Wife.......
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Better than Baseball
Well it has been about 10 days since Grandson #3 arrived in the world. Tyge Bradley Klopfenstein joins brother Jacob on Co Rd F. Seems crazy that the baby got home about 24 hours after being born. Jacob is a great big brother. He reads to Tyge...well he thinks he is...since he is only 2.. He weighed in at 7 lb 5 oz and 21" long. All grandpa and grandmas are happy.
New baby means new ballglove. Nice rawlings glove. Just something grandpa has to do. You knew I would get some baseball in here. How awesome to see how God works. 10 fingers and 10 toes and so perfect. Jacob got to stay at our house 1 night and then down to the hospital. It was great...well grandma thought so. Glad I had to go to work on Friday!
Well, the Tigers are out of it and there are only 2 weeks left in the season.....what will I do? Oh yeah, Shell corn and harvest soybeans....well haul them...dad won't get out of the combine.
New baby means new ballglove. Nice rawlings glove. Just something grandpa has to do. You knew I would get some baseball in here. How awesome to see how God works. 10 fingers and 10 toes and so perfect. Jacob got to stay at our house 1 night and then down to the hospital. It was great...well grandma thought so. Glad I had to go to work on Friday!
Well, the Tigers are out of it and there are only 2 weeks left in the season.....what will I do? Oh yeah, Shell corn and harvest soybeans....well haul them...dad won't get out of the combine.
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