Grandma's House

Sammy, my 5 year old grandson, has his very first Coach's Pitch baseball game tonight. Of course, I've got to go. Naturally, I can't find our digital camera, and I won't either, until after the game. Then it will be laying out in the open where anyone with half a brain could find it. I'll just have to buy one of those stupid disposable cameras, fill it up, then find a place that processes the film. In the small town they live in I'm not sure there is one. I might have to drive to Springfield to get it developed. Gads I hope not. I hate going to Springfield.