Our softball season is over and I still have all my teeth! That's a big deal. After my first session warming up and playing catch I was convinced I would come out of this with one less limb. Softball is a dangerous sport. There is only one skinny metal "bat" (read "toothpick") between you and the ball which is flying at you at 110 miles and hour.

Neil gallantly defends our home plate from the yellow ball of fury.

Lauren and Beth sunning themselves before their turn facing the terror of the field.

The team, celebrating our marvelous victory against the odds -- we have all our fingers and toes and eyes and teeth! Woohoo!!
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