Well for us anyway. On the second day of our long Labor Day weekend we made our way downtown (for all of you Chicagoans - it takes like fifteen minutes for us to be downtown - nice, huh?) for the Twins game.They were playing against Kansas City that day and Aunt Jill is a huge baseball fan. It doesn't matter whether her favorite (Cubbies, duh) are playing or well if it's the Twins vs. Kansas City.
Even with Coley screaming in terror from our nose-bleed seats, her concentration was not to be broken.
Too bad I can't say the same for the ever-many annoyed Twins' fans sitting all around us - even across the aisle to the left and to the right.
I have to admit, I was experiencing a bit of vertigo myself. After rejecting food and drink and darn near everything else we offered him (we even broke our own rule and offered him soda - I hang my head in shame even as I write this), Cole finally found his groove.
Just as the eighth inning was coming to an end. Here's some pics from that peaceful time during which Scott pulled out all his tricks to keep our boy entertained!
At the end of the game (for those who'd like to know the Twins lost - after having scored only once though Kansas City didn't do much better - 6-1), some people from the other end of our row and down a bit, paused as they noticed Coley still sitting there. The woman looked amazed as she wondered aloud, "He made it through the whole game?" I sighed and said, "Yep." She continued, "Did he ever nap?" I sighed again and said, "Nope." Her eyes grew huge and then settled into an expression of great sympathy. Scott said, "Wait, you could hear him from all the way over there?" She and I laughed and then I said, "Honey, everyone from two aisles over could hear him." And the lady along with the elderly man she was with laughed heartily as the unspoken thought of so many passed, "I heard that." But kidding aside, we were proud of our son for completing what we thought would be an impossible mission: he survived all nine innings of his first-ever MLB baseball game from a death-defying height no less. Way to go little man!Guess what, Daddy won tickets to another game this Saturday. Don't worry Cole, we'll be much closer to the ground this time!
2 comments:
First soda! Lucky guy.
I need an update of all the things Cole does now and all he says! :)
Alicia wants to tell Cole that going to baseball games also means really good staduim food too (not just soda pop). We went to Milwaukee with her a few months ago and she loved the fried food about as much as mommy did ;)
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