After our vacation to Wisconsin, the Werth fam celebrated Father’s day. The whole ordeal started when Teresa called one day and stated that she was bring Mom to a concert (some country band :P) in the Quad Cities. I thought this would be a perfect time for Dad and I to hit up a baseball game. Unfortunately, somewhere along the line I got my dates mixed up and had tickets for Saturday when the concert was on Friday. Well, I scrapped that plan and we (Fred and I) hit up two breweries in the Quad Cities while the girls were at the concert. So I called to reschedule the baseball game and moved my tickets to Father’s Day. How nice of Elise and Jacob to get me tickets!
So the three of us went on a Sunday afternoon to Jacob’s first baseball game. We had the best seats in the house and Jacob managed to snag a baseball (compliments of the nice man next to us). The pictures below show the fun, along with a nice, fat lip from I-can’t-remember-what.