They Are The Champions

Saturday was Preston's birthday! And not just any birthday, oh no. This year, Preston turned twenty-eight on the twenty-eighth! Am I the only one who is excited about this? ... Yes? Whatever. Small joys, people. At any rate, yes! Preston had a birthday! 

We kept the celebration pretty low-key - I cooked Preston's dinner of choice and he opened presents - because the next morning, Preston's summer baseball team was playing in the league championships.

Preston played really well during the game (and I promise, I'm not just saying that. Look! There he is scoring a run!), which, of course, made the game even more fun to watch for me. His team pulled together from the beginning of the game to gain an early lead, and luckily for my stress level, they maintained that lead for the whole game. And HOORAY they won!  And then they got a huge trophy!  And I took even more pictures!  

I don't think Preston could have asked for a better birthday present. He was (and is still) really excited, and eager to start playing in his fall league. I am just really ridiculously proud.

Congratulations, lovey. Here's to a magnificent year.