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I have a secret confession, as artistic as I can be, I can't cut matte board worth a damn.  So while my latest project is finished, it isn't totally finished because I need Ryan to cut the board for me.  Oh I have tried, I have been shown, I have definitely put forth effort, but alas, I have many half chewed pieces of matte board to prove my efforts.  So I have no picture for you today, tomorrow, hopefully.  Happily though, I am finished with little Asa's bugs and almost finished with Audrey's flowers.  

In the mean time I was asked to contribute a design for Jon's elementary school's 2008-2009, t-shirt.  The kids will vote at the ice cream social next month.  When asked, one of the questions was, "Would your feelings be hurt if you don't get picked." I had to laugh - my response was that I had enough confidence in this point of my life, that if I didn't get picked I'd be okay.  I suppose some people would get their nose out of joint. I'm not too concerned, really.  My sketch is due on Friday - yikes - I have my idea all fleshed out in my head - now the tricky part of putting it on paper!  Once I get that one done I'll share it too!

On a personal note we went to Chicago this weekend to a White Sox game, it was kind of in honor of my mom - an enormous White Sox fan since she was a little girl.  A year or two ago she bought a memorial brick for our family (for Steve, mainly) to be set in the ground outside of the stadium.  My brother and Anna, my dad and all of our Page contigent went and saw it this weekend.  It was also the kids first major league ball game.  They did phenomenal, lasting until the top of the 8th.  It was 10:30 our time and it had been a very long day for all the little pages.  The boys were donned with brand new t-shirts and hats, Miss Penny had a new tank and they charmed the fans surrounding us.  Just to give you an idea there were several Bye Penny's heard when we left - she had been giving high-fives and knuckles to the - ahem, questionably sober gentlemen next to us and untying the shoes of the older fans behind us.  The boys got to play in the "fun-damentals" area, where they have what else, but baseball activities for littlen's.  All in all, it was a long, emotional, great day - mom should have been there - she would have loved to share a popcorn with the kids and sing take me out to the ball game (which she had taught to Jon by the time he was three) one last time.

There is a great picture that we took at the ball field of our whole family - we ordered it and we can view it online, but of course because of copyrighting I can't grab it - blah, blah, blah.  Here are a couple that we took that did turn out:

If you look closely at the tip of Jon's shoes you will see our brick, "Thanks for the Memories! The Renzino's".  Pardon the cleavage- it was hot out and mama needed air! 

The boys!