How did we celebrate? With a marathon trip to Walmart (my most dreaded chore of all!) and great seats at the Rough Riders game. It was Nosy's first baseball game and he was intrigued, although he just could not grasp the concept of a batter getting three chances before being struck out. Each time a batter would miss, he would turn to me and say, "Batter all done!" I would explain again that he got three swings before he had to sit down. "No more turns! Turn over!" That is how Noah and I passed the entire game.
O and Daddy scarfed down ball park hot dogs, and we all enjoyed soaking in some sun.
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We were at that game!!! Bummer, I wish I would have known you were there. It was quite hot eh??
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