The sun is beating down on my back perfectly complimenting the crisp morning air. The air smells clean and fresh with just a hint of fresh cut grass.
Ethan (number 2) is playing with his usual cat like reflexes and skill. He's one of the smallest players, but he can really move out there.
This is a huge sports park and I can hear the cheers of the parents coming from every quarter.
After this, there will be team pictures and the obligatory opening day hot dog and the ride home while Ethan re lives the game in excruciating detail.
It's another perfect Saturday morning.
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