Take me out to the ball gameTake me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack
I don't care if I never get back
Let me root, root, root for the home team
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out
At the old ball game.
For the 4th of July we went to see the Greensboro Grasshoppers play ball. 
This was Finley's first sporting event and he had a great time. I must say I am a little shocked that his first sporting event was a baseball game and not a soccer game, but I can't control the fact that the soccer season hasn't started back up yet!
David's firm rented out a suite so we were sitting pretty enjoying the game from our sky box.
After a fly ball hit the sky box next to us, we decided it was a better idea to watch the game from behind the glass. We headed out before the game ended, so I don't even know if they won or not, but we still had a great time. Maybe next year Finley will be old enough to stay and watch the fireworks. 
3 comments:
His legs are so fat! So cute!
What a fun day! And that first picture of Finley all geared up and ready to go is so cute!!
That's so fun. When Whitney was about Finley's age, we went to a Hoppers game and sat in the stands and I had her in the baby Bjorn. A foul ball was hit our way and I turned my back to protect her and got hit in the bootie. Ouch! At least she was ok.
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