May 19, 2009Nothing says baseball more than getting nacho cheese all over your face, climbing up and down the old wood bleachers while telling your mom "I'm a monkey" (those were Pearl's exact words too), cheering for the wrong team, wearing your dad's baseball glove, and coming home injury-free. I'm still going complain to the Stake that no one wore a helmet or face mask though.
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Always the health educator! :)
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