It was a baseball game of four generations, our ages spanned 86 years, and our abilities were just as varied.

The youngest spent a lot of time exuberantly running the wrong direction and shrieking excitedly.

The oldest spent a lot of time laughing from the pitchers mound.

We lost outfielders, changed positions at random, stole bases and laughed until it was time to come in for dinner.

It was the most fun I’ve had playing baseball since Great Gramps last big birthday party!

Happy Birthday Great Gramps!

I’m linking up with Northwest Frame of Mind tonight and her 1 Day 1 World project. The game took place between 5:00-6:00 this week, click over to see what else was happening around the world in the five o’clock hour!