Since Benji is too young to know any better or to protest, he has now gone to his second major league baseball game fully decked out for the Blue Jays even though they weren't the home team. This time, though, he was a bit smarter about cheering for the home team. Although Daddy applauded when the Blue Jays did well, Benji followed the crowd and clapped when the stadium clapped. He also booed when the crowd booed. What are we teaching him about thinking for himself? Or has he learned that sometimes it's smarter to go with the flow?
Benji surveys the stadium at his second major league park. I wonder how US Cellular Field compares to Camden Yards.
The tickets we bought (on eBay super cheap) were in the upper deck but in the front of the deck. That sounded really good, but it turns out that the 3rd base line is in the sun. I think we lasted an inning and a half before retreating further up into the upper deck. Despite being "worse" seats, it was so much more pleasant — shady and empty enough for Benji to get his own seat. You can see he liked having his own seat and we all had a great time at the game!
I just love this super close-up!
Although Benji looks like he's really into the game, perhaps even worried about the play, he's really watching the scoreboard. He is so fond of numbers right now that the highlight of the game was the many scoreboards. He loved calling out the number of the player at bat! At first I couldn't figure out why he was randomly calling out "three", "twelve", "two five", etc., but then I figured it out. Mommy is sometimes a little slow.
I think here Benji was playing with the folding seat, letting it go up and down.
Is he yelling at umpires already?
He looks like such a big boy here, taking up most of the seat and relaxing with his drink at the game.
Mommy, where did you go?
Daddy, I'm done now. Let's go.
Got to get a family photo.
After the game we went down to the section nearest the field to get a better look. We had heard they were letting kids run around the bases after the game and thought Benji would enjoy it. It turns out, though, that the line went halfway around the stadium and you had to have some sort of ticket (we think it was for members of their kids' club) so he didn't get to do that. He was just as happy looking at the field and running down the exit ramps.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
