Miss Congeniality

I got another one. But again, I cannot complain...


Last night was Kate's first Stake Softball Tournament experience, and the first time we went as a family to cheer her on.

Of course it wasn't MY first stake softball tournament. No, after years of serving in Young Women I am well versed in this super fun stake tradition and have become accustomed to cheering loud and long for our ward's batters -- with an emphasis on the loud. Because it's just more fun that way.

John joined me in cheering/heckling. My reassuring "don't worry, not your fault" called out to less-successful batters was echoed by his slightly more aggressive "you don't need to swing at the bad pitches" jab, which did not go unnoticed by the pitchers. (Of course, true to form, I was the one who caught grief for the comment.)

Kate bore it all extremely well.

While we cheered on Kate and the team, Anna roamed around socializing and helping herself to free snowcones. And once the sun went down and the heat index dipped into the 90s it became downright tolerable out there at the ball field.

I think it was around sunset, as our ward was playing our ward (double the fun, since I only heckle my own) that Brother Jolivette said I reminded him of Sandra Bullock.

Must have been the heat...