After his return from Texas, Jon wanted to take the boys to an Indians' game. There was a special Friday night game with a million special half-time guests and special fireworks, all with a Christmas theme. They went early for batting practice. The game got rained out in the 4th inning. I picked the boys up and drove them to Dayton for some time with the grandparents at about 10:30. Jon's decided that next time there's a big firework show, that we'll just go sit on the Superior viaduct once the game is over with. Sounds good to me.
*This post written on September 1st, as I try desperately (or rather, slowly and pathetically) to catch up.