Saturday, March 27, 2010

Take Me Out To The Ballgame

M went to her first baseball game tonight.  It wasn't exactly a game - just a practice scrimmage that only went for four innings - but it's a start.

I dressed her in a baseball themed shirt.


And she seemed excited about it, but she soon got bored.


She did, however, learn an important lesson about dressing for the pacific northwest (and also baseball games): layers.  I felt fairly silly putting two onesies on her, but warmth was necessary.  Those of you unfamiliar with Port Angeles's Lincoln Park should realize that it can be 80 degrees and windless for miles around, but for some reason, this baseball field will be 50 degrees with a screaming wind.  For some reason known only to city planners who were probably slightly deranged, they built the airport in this wind tunnel too.*  After the onesies, we put her in a jacket and hat, and then put two blankets over her.  She stayed very warm and happy.  The rest of us were quite chilly.


We had a bit of excitement when one of the boys hit a foul ball; it's a preseason game, and the nets aren't up yet, so the ball came out into the crowd.  It didn't hit M.

And then Daniel struck out the last batter, who was probably 3 times his size, to finish the game.


M decided that she could admit to being his cousin without shame.

*Actually, the fact of the airport and the adjacent ballfield complex probably contributes to the wind, since it means that there is a very large space where they have cleared the trees and there are no buildings.

1 comment:

  1. Looking at the first two images I feel like you're using trick camerawork to force the emotions onto M. But I trust you, for now... When do you return to ST Louis?

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