The Next Generation

We've just come back from a couple of days at the beach, and I wanted to share the satisfaction I felt when my daughter asked if I wanted to throw a ball around with her. We didn't have a real ball and glove available, so we had to make do with the equipment we'd brought to the beach, but all things considered, she looked the part, whether working on those big fly balls to center field:

or seeing how she shapes up on the mound:

It wasn't quite John and Ray Kinsella in that Iowa cornfield, but it was a lot of fun on a dull afternoon in Normandy.