
The final game of Owen's summer baseball league was held in the evening under the lights of a
bonafide baseball field. Although the game started at 8:30pm, Owen was ready to go at 5. By 6:00 he was asking if we should go so that we wouldn't be late. By 7:00 he had called my mom, dad, sister, brother and aunt to let them know he had a "big game at
Braemar Field". Owen finished the game tired, dirty, and very happy.
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