This is Little League baseball in Oregon.
The real irony is that during the game, Mr. Dirtywrench was mowing lawn at church, ten miles away as the crow flies, but with a mountain between here and there, and it was sunny and dry at his location!
The boys and I were frozen to the bone when we got home. I put on dry clothes, made a cup of hot tea and wrapped myself in a blanket while the boys headed out to the sauna to reheat their bodies.
Three more weeks to go.