The American past time

What do you get when you add 8 kids, 10 adults, 5 dogs, and a beautiful Sunday together? You get a BBQ at West's, followed by a rowdy game of baseball at the park. (We had West and me and the circus, Jes, Brenna, and Sam, West's dad, Mike, West's mom, Suzann, his sister, Lindee and her boyfriend Sam, and his Uncle Tim, Aunt Shirsten, and cousin Caleb).
Cali played frisbee with... I don't which dog. One of Suzann's. She was pretty good at it too, as she kept the poor dog guessing. Cali wasn't actually very good at throwing the frisbee (surprise surprise at her age) and half the time she had it going behind her.
West made the best burgers and chicken on the bbq and thanks to everyone else (except me because West didn't tell me about this little plan until an hour before it happened. He said I'm always helping and this time he just wanted me to sit back and enjoy it) there were sides and desserts.
West was permanent pitcher. I pretty much was permanent 1st baseman. Mike was permanent catcher. Everyone else floated around as needed and the kids did most of the hitting and running bases... at first. But then the grown ups started pounding the balls too and we had the kids running outfield. And then there's Suzann... she was just off in her own little world, but at least she was nice enough to stand in the field :) she's too funny.
The cutest thing I've ever seen in my life is Sam running towards me and first base after Cas helped him hit. We sent him on to Lindee at second, his mom at third, and what do you know, somehow we just couldn't manage to get him out and he hit home plate.Tayler gave herself puppy duty at first, but after a bit she joined in and actually has a dang good swing on her.