One last game...

We got tickets to another Bees game from Luke's work and Claire was so excited to go. All day she kept telling me that she wasn't going to be a chicken this time, that she was going to go give the Bee a high five. So within minutes of getting to our seats, she has made friends with everyone around us and everyone knows her plans for the night...

1. ride the train
2. give the Bee a high-five and not be a chicken.
3. run the bases after the game with her daddy
4. watch the fireworks

Well this is how she did.

1. They weren't doing train rides that night. She wasn't too terribly disappointed and neither were we since we had gone to a game the week before and went on multiple rides.

2. She spotted the Bee soon after we sat down so me and her were off to give him a high-five. Did it happen? Nope!! We got back to our seats and everyone around us asked her if she did it and she said "No. I am a big chicken!! Bock, bock, bock." It was so funny. She spotted him again later that night and talked her dad into taking her to see him. And again she came back and told everyone that she chickened out.


3. This one was not done either due to the fireworks. She had even talked a young couple sitting next to us into staying for the whole game so they could watch her. (She seriously made friends with everyone even remotely near us). Guess this will have to wait til next year.

4. So this one she accomplished. The fireworks were great. Even Crue loved them!!

Crue was a good sport through the whole game and enjoyed looking around at everyone and playing with a ball that we got at the game. And even though the game was long, Claire is the best entertainment. Here are a few of my favs.


Claire: "Crue, look at the Bee! Crue, you are not looking the right way! You are not going to see him if you don't look now! No Crue, Look THIS way!! Don't you want to see the Bee? Crue, Crue, Crue!!! Look!!!" Finally she grabs his head with both hands and turns it the right direction.

Player is arguing with ump.
Claire: "Mom, why is everyone mooing at the baseball game?
Me: They're not. They are booing.
Claire: "Why?" "Like a ghost?"