Jeff and the girls are big fans of the SF Giants. I, on the other hand, really don't care much for baseball, or any other sport for that matter. I enjoy going to a live game, but please don't make me watch it on television.
Last Saturday I actually watched a little bit of baseball on tv. It was the ninth inning of the sixth game and I was in my bedroom reading. Jeff guilted me into going back to the family room to watch the end of the game. Even to me it was an exciting, nail biting end to the game. Jeff was pacing the floor until that final out. My only regret of the win -- now they are going to be bugging me to watch the world series with them.
Oh, the things we do for our family....





