Last night, we indulged in a little bit of All American-ness. A wholesome as homemade apple pie baseball game. In response to Tyler's participation in the Anthem LemonAid stand, we were gifted with two tickets to a Richmond Squirrels baseball game. Tyler hadn't even been to a baseball game yet so this was a new experience for us!
Like any good baseball game, there must be food. Check.
Yes, my son does have a tooth tatoo on his arm. Thank You Dr. Dentist for helping my son to dabble in rebel-hood a little earlier than I had hoped. I suppose if he has to get a tattoo, I would prefer it to be one of a smiling tooth encouraging him to brush his teeth. Healthy.
There must be mascot posing. Check.
Tyler was simply in awe of Nutty. He followed him around everywhere!
I told you! Everywhere.
He even danced with him. Yeah. . .that's my kid. Dancing. In public. Even Nutty looks disturbed.
And of course, with any good baseball game, there should be a little sideline autograph collecting. Check.
This is all before the game even started. Once the game started, Ty was mesmerized by it all.
Seriously. He couldn't take his eyes off of it!
This picture is about an hour time difference from the first one. The kid didn't move. Believe it. It's real.
The only time he finally peeled his eyes away from the game was when the guy came through selling cotton candy. He half looked around at me and asked me, "Mommy, can I get some Cotton Candy?"
No. This is a first experience. . .not your last meal. I don't do cotton candy. Pure sugar = pure hyper kid. I'm not that crazy. Or patient.
Of course, no baseball game would be complete without a picture of me and my little bug. I love my little squeezy bean.
I hope he had as much fun as I did! He must have. . .he slept like a ROCKSTAR last night! Who would have known that a baseball game is the perfect sleeping tonic for a five year old boy?