We started the day by splitting up our family.

Steve, Riley and Anthony headed to Huron for Riley's football game. They won their game and his team is still undefeated at 3-0.

Brittney stayed home, snuggled warmly in her bed, then went out to lunch with Grandma Connie and Grandpa Larry.

Taylor, Sophia, Zeke and I went to Zeke's Special Olympics State Softball tournament here in Brookings. After the first hour at softball, I had to call Grandma Sandy to come and pick up Sophia. It was so cold that even with her two jackets and a blanket wrapped around her, all she would do was cry. It wasn't any fun for anyone. Although it was so sweet to see everyone worried about her. One of the special olympics participants was so concerned that she came over and asked Sophia if she wanted her gatorade. I told her she could keep it because she might need it but she insisted that Sophia needed it more. Sophia stopped crying and thanked her! A little while later, my friend Dorothy gave Sophia a pair of purple mittens and that made her smile too.

Here is Zeke and some of his Brookings teammates holding their sign at the opening ceremonies. This was right before they lit the torch and declared the games open.

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After their divisioning game at 8:30am to determine which teams would be best matched, Zeke's team didn't play again until 2:30pm. I went to grab another chair and left Zeke in my chair with a blanket, letting his coach and a few moms know he was there. When I returned, my chair was empty and I didn't see him anywhere. A friend pointed to Adam. Apparently Zeke was cold so he climbed into Adam's chair and they kept each other warm.

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Zeke is on the Brookings Red team.

Brookings also has White, Grey and Black teams.

Zeke's team played two games today and they won both.

They play again tomorrow at noon and 3pm.

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Batting

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Catching

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After they finished their last game around 6pm, Brittney and I took Zeke over to the middle school for the special olympics supper and dance. There was something special about my oldest child driving my middle child to his first dance. He was so excited!

 

When I picked him up a couple of hours later, this was our conversation:

 

M: "Did you have fun?"

Z: "Yeah! I danced with a girl!"

M: "Wow! What was her name?"

Z: Shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "I don't know but she was this tall." (holds his hands a few inches above his head)

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