Sunday the Mangan’s, Capista’s, Gebhart’s and Uhl’s got together for a cookout at my parents’ house. We had chicken, pulled pork sandwiches, deviled eggs, fruit salad, potato chips, homemade baked beans, watermelon and homemade ice cream sandwiches (with vanilla, chocolate or Graeters black raspberry chip!).
Sophie ate dinner with Grandpa.
Great Grandma got some holding time, too.
After lunch we walked around the neighbor’s pond, looking for bullfrogs.
Then we played the first game of the season on Detling Field. The field is named after my Grandma Gebhart’s father—so that’s Sophie’s Great Great Grandfather!
Grandma protected Sophie from fly balls.
Nini, Great Grandma and Great Aunt Alise cheered the batters on.
My dad found a baseball in the shed with a wasp’s nest on it.
It was the first time my cousin Ben met Sophie. This was about as close as he got. 🙂
He did, however, wear her hat.
John loved making silly noises for Sophie. Every time he did her eyes got so very wide.
I hope Sophie has many summer days like this one.
“Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all’s right with the world.” —Ada Louise Huxtable