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I know that is not today's date.
I was too emotional to write on that exact date. And the weeks leading up to it. And quite frankly the last week.
These emotions I've been feeling are unlike any I've ever felt before ...
For anything.
You see, while the kids and I
(plus Justin and one of Tyler's friends) were having fun at the Royals game that Saturday night - after a day of baseball games - we were missing out on an event back in Des Moines.

And it wasn't by choice.
My brother got married.
Justin and I were not invited
(but my kids were). And neither was my dad. My aunt, my cousins, etc.
Forget I wasn't invited - but the fact that my dad wasn't invited was a low blow.
All because the b&%$* he married doesn't like my dad
(shall we recall Dec. 18, 2012?!? I know I didn't give you all of the details of that day, so I'll refrain now - but it was all her fault!).
I reached out to
my brother, who said he didn't know I wasn't invited until I sent him a picture of the invite addressed only to my kids, and he said he didn't invite my dad because he didn't know where he lived - he lives 5 minutes from him and has visited.
He never did answer about why he didn't call and tell him?!?

The whole thing was complete BS. There was no one from my dad's side of the family in attendance and some from my mom's side missed in protest.
Nothing says love like missing family.
I hope they both are happy. Really I hope he dumps her ass and moves on with his life with his kids.
Speaking of his kids, my nephew did look pretty cute
(I never saw pics of my niece)! I stole these pictures off Facebook
Enough of that drama, let's enjoy some fun pictures from the Royals, including Tyler and Ford racing a guy whom we dubbed "Fake Dyson." He was dressed just like Dyson, although we were certain it was not him, but he could have been him!
Look at all of the gluten-free options ... too bad Ashlee only had ice cream as most of these items she won't eat:
Salvy bobbleheads were handed out, and luckily we got one! Here is the man of the hour and the kids watching from our seats, near the bullpen: