I usually enter this portion of the year with mixed emotions. On the one hand, I love watching my boys play ball, watching their excitement when they get a hit or throw someone out. But on the other hand, baseball season severely cuts into turkey hunting as most of our weekends are spent at the ball field.
Charlie spanking one
Luke playing the "half-pitcher(?)" position
Charlie thinking about the "free snow cone at the end of the game."
Oh well, the turkeys can wait I guess.