Good Game

Saturday was the last T-ball game. Emma got a trophy with her name on it. She wouldn't take it from coach Terry so daddy had to get it. When I asked her later why she wouldn't take it, she said she wanted a purple one! (Each team's trophy matched their jersey color) Daddy is just in from a morning hunting. At the last game, she finally understood that at the end of the game, you shake hands with the other team and say, good game! Good game! The rest of the day at home, if I told her "good job", she would say, good game, good game!

Linton is proud of his trophy!