Knuckleballs and Knuckleheads?

Springtime at our house means kids playing baseball and softball. For 2008, it's been at least five games a week (two for Dylan, three for Colin and Carson) -- and many times up to eight (when Melissa was playing school ball). Jason coaches the two oldest boys, Yvonne makes sure everyone gets to where they are supposed to be (with the stuff they're supposed to be there with), and Levi alternately cheers, eats, plays, sleeps, and runs around with the other younger siblings.

When we're not at the park, we cheer on the Red Sox: Wakefield (the knuckleballer), Pedroia, Manny, Big Papi, Beckett, Tek, Papelbon, Youks, Coco, Dice-K, Jacoby, Lowell, Okajima, and all the rest. When the BoSox aren't playing, we'll cheer for the Angels and anyone playing the Yankees.

When it comes to softball, it's about Las Vegas Rage, the U.S. Olympic team, and pretty much any college team.

That takes care of the knuckleballs -- we've seen and thrown our share. Knuckleheads? That's us. We like to have fun together, listen to good music, eat good food, and hang out with good people.

What else is there?