Happy fourth anniversary to the father and son trip of a lifetime!

Twenty-eight major league ballparks in seven weeks.  It was four years ago today, and with every year that passes, I still can't believe Michael and I did this.  He's about a foot taller now, he's finishing his first year of high school today, and he's shaving.  But no matter how big he gets, and how "uncool" I may become to him as he becomes a bratty teenager, we will always have the seven weeks we spent together on our baseball trip.

I still love watching this video of our trip.