Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Take me out to the ballgame...

A hot dog at the ballgame beats roast beef at the Ritz. ~Humphrey Bogart

OG attended her first baseball game last weekend at the new Grasshoppers stadium downtown. It was raining earlier in the day and we almost didn’t go, but after dinner with friends, we decided the weather would hold off. So at 8:00pm (30 minutes past OG’s bedtime mind you) off we went to the game. Once we got there she wanted to run around and not be in our arms. She had been down for about 1 minute and was 2 feet in front of me when a fan walked right into her and knocked her down on her bottom and she SLOWLY fell back onto her head…OH NO! The guy who ran into her felt so bad but OG was ok…so from then on no running around for her. She was not happy about that.

So we went over to the playground area…what a mess that was…there were kids EVERYWHERE! BIG KIDS! That playground looked like rats swimming around in a sewer…kids were all over the place and you couldn’t even see the ground or play equipment. What a mess. So we skipped that and walked around to look for some friends. We found a few folks we knew and decided to let OG down again…she was
having a BIG TIME and really enjoyed herself.

It was starting to get late…and it was getting cooler and we had not brought her a sweater, so we decided to leave. She wanted to stay but we let her know we would be back.

She had a big night on the town. When we got home she was asleep in no time! Dreaming of Peanuts & Cracker Jacks I hope.

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