In between our two baseball games on Saturday, we rushed over to his piano recital.  We’ve managed to miss the last couple of recitals so I was really hoping this would work out.

So there we were, Z in his muddy baseball uniform, walking into a local church to play.  The boy was up first and calmly made his way to the piano.  And he rocked it…well, as good as you can rock a circus tune.

With that, we made our exit back to the ballpark…and mommy hummed the circus tune the rest of the game