Take Me Out to the Ball Game

Hello Dear,

I believe the last time we attended a baseball game was when you were in my belly.

I believe I was about 8 months pregnant or so. We'll consider this last weekend's baseball game as the second one you've ever attended. Ha!

Your Dad and I had been talking about how we needed to go to a Tampa Bay Ray's game because it might be one of the VERY few major league baseball games we'll ever attend. Don't get me wrong... I like baseball! I just don't follow it so closely that I'd be willing to travel across state lines to see a game. And since NM doesn't have a MLB team, we took advantage of Florida having one. It was fun! Albuquerque Isotopes games are just as fun... to be honest.

We, of course, forgot our camera but I caught a few of the fun memories on my phone.

When we arrived, we grabbed dinner! It consisted of hot dogs, popcorn, pretzels, cotton candy, soda/water and was followed by ice cream. So healthy, right?? Uh, no! But the full baseball experience, nonetheless.

Mmm... Delicious!

 

Here's our happy family, enjoying the fun!

You got SO into it. You clapped and screamed, "YAY" while waving daddy's sweat towel around like a flag.

I think you definitely take after your dad in this sense...



The Rays threw 10 strikeouts during the game so we got 2 free personal pan pizzas. Good deal, huh?

We left during the top of the 9th inning though because you were getting pretty tired. I'm pretty sure the Rays lost :-(.

I owe your dad a big THANK YOU for taking such good care of you on this evening. He let me stay in the stadium and enjoy the game if you got restless and he'd wrangle you around. Gotta love your dad!

So fun!

Love you,

Mom