Uncle H

My brother Heath is man of few words- very few words. He and Abby share a special bond that doesn't need those words. Abby calls him H and has been able to say "h" for a while now. It is simply precious to watch them play together. Abby loving yells Babll (baseball) whenever she sees H or sees baseball on TV. (Did I mention that Heath got ALL Conference for Tarelton and ended his career with a batting average over 400.) Here are a few pics of them playing together.


(Heath also refuses to smile in pictures. :))