Take me out to the ballgame...

We took the boys to their first baseball game a couple of years ago, or was it only last year, I cannot remember...of course they were just little ones and really had no appreciation for where they were or what was going on at the time. But the Padres ballpark has this great area for kids to run and play it's called the Park at the Park in it's just $5 to get in so totally worth it if you just want to see how your little one will do, or if you just want to catch a few innings. We had fun last time, but I don't recall seeing any of the game.

We enrolled the boys in the Summer Reading program at our local library, and within hours had our first 30 or 40 books on our list to turn in. In our great prize package included tickets to the Padre game! As a coincidence, our friend Tobin was planning on going to this game, AND our friends Dylan and Tyler also earned tickets to the SAME GAME!!!

On Sunday we took them to the ballpark. Our seats were less than ideal. Right under the scoreboard. Where they had about 15 big speakers, and I mean big, like 3x5 feet giant speakers, blaring music and what not. We got to our seats and immediately retreated to the snack bar area to finish our lunches and devise a plan. (hey Padres, super generous of you to give away all of those tickets to all of those kids, who did all of that reading, but, um, next time you might not want to subject their fragile eardrums to hearing impairment decibel levels, just a suggestion)

Anyway. We finished our sandwiches...and hot dogs...and Ryan devised, and I swear I have no idea where he got this idea, this alteration to his pb&j.

Yeah, that's caramel corn. He ate the whole thing. Grinning like the cat that ate the canary the entire time.

Evan, ate almost his whole sandwich, and a hot dog, and raisins, and wanted milk on our way out so badly that we had to stop at 7/11 and get him some for the car ride home. We turned on this hungry switch, and now, I'm afraid he is going to eat us out of house and home... Yay. (glad to give all of it up, buddy.)

We watched an inning or two, and then went down to play in the park a little more.

This is about the thirtieth time they rolled down the hill. Talk about awesome fun.


I had two very exhausted boys. This is Evan trying not to fall asleep on the way home.


This is Ryan crashed out from the Caramel Corn, peanut butter and jelly sandwich sugar rush crash.

Ah....good times.