Funny story...(Don't laugh too hard or J will hear you.)

Last week J had his first softball game in Indy.  He joined some league at work.  He did REALLY well and had some great hits and helped score quite a few runs.  It was awesome!

Then it was the last inning and the score was tied.  J was up to bat and just knew that he needed to get a hit and get into scoring position.  He gets his hit and b/c of a few bobbles with the ball, he has time to run all the way to 2nd base.  Only J knows that he needs to get to 3rd base to be able to eventually score and help his team win. 

So, he keeps running!  While running to 3rd base, J glances up to see where the ball is and that's when it happened.  Apparently J's upper body was moving quite a bit faster than his legs which created an unbalanced situation that sent J diving towards the ground.

You think the story is over?  Oh no.  Here's where we need to discuss what J calls the "TRIFECTA".  It just so happened to have rained a lot that day so the ground was nice and wet/muddy.  J just so happened to be wearing a nylon type windbreaker.  Those two things plus the speed at which J was traveling created a sort of "slip and slide" combo.  J actually SLID towards 3rd base on his belly. 

You think the story is over?  Oh no.  The slide stopped a foot short of the base and J needed to tag it before the 3rd baseman.  Enter the army crawl-like action that my husband took to tag the base with his fingertips.

J was covered in mud literally from head to toe.  LITERALLY.  His face was muddy and his entire front side was covered in red mud.  He was all scraped up and had a hurt foot.  That did not stop me from coming the closest I have ever come to peeing my pants (except when I was pregnant) from laughing so hard. 

This story is not an exaggeration.  OMG...so funny.

If you read this far, you get a reward!  It's a pic of the Sam-man!

This is one taken from our trip to Baltimore.  The one night that Harmony let GP rock Sammy to sleep.  So sweet!