Last month, we took the older kids to a Mariner's game. We thought they would enjoy the extra attention without us having to take care of the baby, but instead they kept asking where Tristan was (we tried, right?). We got hot cocoa, took the ferry, found free parking (yeah!), walked to the game, grabbed some hotdogs, then took our seats. Unfortunately, you could tell that Abby was not feeling so well. I ended up holding her on my lap most of the time, and instead of running around the bases at the end of the game, Chad carried her back to the car. But the Mariner's did win (amazing!) and Jamie had fun running the bases. The only thing he didn't care for was the red Key character from Keybank that was high-fiving kids between 2nd and 3rd base. Since he was a bit concerned, I told him to ignore it. Once he was done, he proudly told me "mom, I just ignored the key guy!" Ahh, that's my boy :)
2 comments:
poor abby, ended up puking in the car on the way home... sad trip for her.
Not only did Jamie not like the key guy he didn't really appreciate the smell in the car on the way home.
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