Birthday Boy

Devin slept all the way in to 6:30am on his birthday yesterday. And he woke up saying "Mow-Mow". I had promised he could use his mower when he woke up in the morning. He obviously hadn't forgotten.








So as soon as we had breakfast and bundled up. It was a cool morning. He was out there working on the lawn. Gwynne enjoyed watching.















In the afternoon it was time to go to his first baseball game. The Potomac Nationals. They are still the Cannons to me.











Uncle Slam. Devin called him 'doggie'. He was so excited about him, right until Grandpa brought him up to give High 5's. Then he changed his mind. We later found a plush Uncle Slam in the gift shop and Devin didn't hesitate to give that one a High 5.






Gwynne was awake for one or two innings.


Devin watched one or two innings himself, and then spent 3 more innings down behind the bleachers practicing his swing with Daddy. I think he impressed some passerbys and there were comments like "next Nationals STAR player there..."