Kickball for grown-ups

We also started a new tradition while our visitors were in town. On one of our nightly strolls with Otis, Ryan and I discovered an old, beat-up baseball diamond at Sevier park. After batting at Otis' tennis ball with a large stick for a bit, we both agreed that we would have to make use of this field in the future. So while Ryan's family was in town, we rounded up a bunch of our friends (and a few strangers) and played a friendly game of kickball at the park. This epic night marked the first of many games to come.