When I filled in our May calendar, I was slightly alarmed by the weekly YM softball games. Robbie played one season of Little League, but that was FOUR years ago. On Saturday, we got out our mitts and threw balls in the backyard for as long as my shoulder could take it. The boys had such a good time that they suggested a "game" with the Stringhams for family night.
We didn't really play Marshes v. Stringhams, because that would hardly be fair—they've got an extra player.
We had a great time. I kind of wish we lived in the era of the pick-up game. I hate that it's so competitive at such a young age now.