Happy birthday to my grandson

I vividly remember the day he was born.

Andrew James.

 

I also vividly remember when Andy turned three.

I bought him a tee-ball gizmo.

Of course, we had to take it out in the yard for him to hit a few balls.

Well, the very first one was definitely a home run!!!!!

Somebody was standing about where a pitcher would stand

and nearly got his head taken off.

 

No, this picture is not blurry - it's poetry in motion.

It's Andy hitting a line drive.

 

He is still playing softball - in one or two leagues.

And he's still good.

 

Happy birthday, Andy!