We had a good Gumbo for supper last night, though it wasn’t very soup-like, so we’re going to do it a little differently next time. I suspect it’s because we didn’t use minute-rice, so next time we’ll use cooked rice instead of uncooked.

My mom came over and planted our garden last night too, which was really nice of her. It’s one of those things that we’ve been putting off repeatedly, and I had thought it was too late, but Mom says we’ll probably be ok. William helped.

We played ball Wednesday night, and I pitched half a game again. I think I did ok, but we had a lot of troubles fielding the ball. It was partly caused by the sun, and partly caused by using a different kind of ball that doesn’t carry like the other kind (so there were a few misjudged fly balls etc.) It was probably our sloppiest game defensively to date, if you don’t count the first game of the one pitch tournament.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “Nacho, Nacho Man! I want to be a Nacho Man!” - Homer