Dad's birthday

As I mentioned earlier, we celebrated my Dad's 60th birthday this past weekend. I have to say, it was one of the best weekends I have had in a long time.

When we first started planning his party it was suppose to be in NC, the weekend before his actual birthday. Then it was the weekend after his birthday. Then it was the 4th weekend in VA because my Dad had tickets for the Nationals baseball game on the 5th, so it was an easy way to get him up to VA.

My one sister and my Mom started planning and a party was formed. My Aunt, my Dad's sister, (she would want me to point out younger sister, and she is also one of the Aunts that got me writing my blog again) had a plan to make hats for everyone. Everyone's hat would say Bob is 60, and then my Dad's hat said I'm Bob. It was a great idea.

Fast forward to the party. Everyone came! All my Aunts, Uncles and Cousins came to my Dad's party, and it was amazing. I haven't seen some of my family in years. It was so great catching up with my Uncle, who I hadn't seen in a very long time, my one cousin who I really haven't seen in an even longer time and she is absolutely beautiful, and my two cousins who are a lot younger than me, but great boys. (Cool side bar. The Christmas before Ron and I got married we all went to Florida because it was going to be my Grandmothers last Christmas. My cousin was I think 4 and he adored Ron, followed him everywhere and called him Won. I told him this story on the way to the baseball game, and he said "That is cool, thank you for telling me that." No, you know what, you are cool Matthew, for saying that!)

My sister arranged for my Dad to throw out the first pitch at the baseball game, which I thought he was going to die when he found out. My Mom told him about it and he was actually calm, from the outside anyway. My other cousin offered to play catch with him, to warm his arm up so that is what my Dad did. He opened his presents and then we all got onto a bus and it took us to the stadium.

We all had our hats on and I heard at least 20 times, "Bob is 60. Where's Bob. Hey, Happy Birthday Bob" It was super cool. We find our seats and then almost immediately my sisters, Mom, Dad and I go down to the field.

When I was a kid I was a HUGE baseball fan. In fact my uncle use to take me to Mets games when I was young when we would visit Long Island, and the last major league game I had been to was one of those Mets games with him, so the thought of being on the field at a major league game was mind blowing, and yet here I was taking the stairs down to the back "caves" of the field. We stepped out there and I had my breath taken away, it was awesome.

My Dad did amazing. The mascot helped my Dad warm up by having him do the "head, shoulders, knees and toes" routine, lol, and then the catcher came out and out my Dad went. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Throwing out tonights first pitch is Robert Evans" He threw the pitch and he did a great job, the crowd all screamed. If I wasn't taking a million pictures, I would have been crying. That experience could only be described by whatever word is bigger and better than awesome.

It was a great day/night. Below are some of the pictures from the day.

Before I sign off though, I want to say thank you to my brother in law Mike. He knows why, so I wont bore everyone. But what I will say is, what you emailed me means a lot to me, thanks.