Saturday, September 8, 2012

Take Me Out to the Ball Game!

A few months ago, Kristen mentioned that it would be fun to take the girls to a baseball game this summer. So we checked the calendar, found a night game with an early enough start, and booked ourselves a couple of tickets in the cheap seats (BUT they also included a free hot dog and a free small soda, so it's like they paid me to attend. Paid me with hot dogs.)

It had been kind of a rough day - Ellie woke up early and was whining the second her feet hit the floor. She fought nap time for close to an hour, and I was just about to kill her when she finally shut her dang eyes and went to sleep. Tim and I were trying to get out to go look at appliances, and we had the game, so she HAD to go to sleep. (We left her in the care of Gigi.) Funny: Gigi was apparently just about to come upstairs and rescue me, but when she came to the door she heard me lecturing "if you don't take a nap, then no Gigi, and no Lexi tonight." She wisely chose not to open the door and say "GIGI TIME!"

(Also, appliance shopping was fine.)

So, rough day, feeling frustrated, over tired child did not take a great nap, but she was SUCH a good little girl at the game. There was a lot of clapping, a lot of chatting with Lexi, and a lot of dancing. 


We managed to hang on until the middle of the 8th inning. The Angels had it well in hand and it was bed time, so we figured, better to be fairweather fans (aka, almost all California fans) and leave before the end of the game, rather than push the girls just to say we'd stayed the whole time. Mostly, I'd wanted to stay until the 7th inning stretch, because on the car ride over, Ellie had demanded we'd sing "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" about ten times in a row, and said "baseball game?" about a million times. She very much enjoyed singing and dancing with us, though I can't believe they didn't put her and Lexi on the kiss cam.

The other hit of the night was the ice cream sundaes in baseball caps that Kristen and I escape to get.

Poor Ellie apparently melted down the second she realized I'd left, and Tim had to take her for a lap. When I got back she had huge fat tears on her face, and then she said "mama come right back! I don't know what happened. I sad." Ice cream cheered her up, as it always does.

In addition to the Angels, the Twins won tonight, as did the Bruins! Hopefully the Packers can also pull it out tomorrow, in honor of Grizz's Happy Day. During the game tonight, Ellie took the liberty of screeching "go Pack go" at the top of her lungs. She's ready for some football!

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