Molly finally got her t-ball uniform (a.k.a. t-shirt and visor) last night right before team picture day and her first game.
(Something Mommy learned last night: don't wear turtle-print underwear if you're wearing white baseball pants... but I digress...)
Daddy was very concerned about Molly's first sports number. So, when I got to the game last night, Molly was up to bat and Daddy was watching her proudly.
"So, Daddy - what number did Molly get?"
"She's number eight."
"Is that acceptable?"
"What? Oh... eight... eight... OH! Yeah - it's perfect. It's Cal Ripken!"
So, thank you, Cal Ripken, for being the Iron Man and giving the number eight respectability!
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