Last night we took Nicky to his first baseball game. Unfortunately, it was not that of the mighty StL Cardinals, as Momma would have preferred, but that of the wimpy TX Rangers. They showed their true colors by losing to the Toronto Bluejays; 18-10. I know that I now live in Texas, therefore I should show my support for the local teams. But, I simply cannot bring myself to follow a team which is less than exemplary. What can I say...I'm a mid-western girl at heart! Our tickets were free (the best kind), and the seats couldn't have been better for Nicky's first experience...we were 16 rows up from the Rangers dugout! Luckily for Kris and I, Nicky seemed to really enjoy watching the game from the upper deck...where he will most-definitely be watching all future games if it's on our dime. Of course, we could always raid his piggy bank to foot the bill next time. :)
Nicky waiting to catch a foul ball
Several juice boxes, yummy cotton candy, a tour of the ballpark by Daddy and Nicky, lots of cheering, and two big poops (both by the young Mr Nicky - Daddy said they were so loud, that grown men in the bathroom couldn't keep from giggling like school girls!) later, we left the ballpark with smiles on our faces. Despite the Rangers' loss, a good time was had by all. It just goes to show that it's not whether you win or lose, but how you play the game. In our case, good company and a beautiful night together was all we needed.
Nicky, Momma, Daddy & Gina heading home