The kiddies went to their first Rockies game Tuesday night. Opa had a work 'night at the Rockies' and we tagged along. I talked to a friend earlier that day and I asked her if I was nuts doing this little adventure with a 1 and 2 year old. She pointed out that it really wasn't that much different than going to church - both are 3 hour adventures. Coors Field just charges for parking, and is a bit more of a drive.
Overall, it really wasn't very different from taking the two guys to church. Katie is pretty happy sitting in her seat and checking things out. Alexander likes to climb nonstop, and I'm the jungle gym. The main differences were better snacks - I might be irreverent, but I have yet to take kettle corn to church! - and I wasn't worried about our bunch making too much noise. We made it to the 7th inning, and then started the hike out to the car. Good thing I sprung for the 'closer' parking. I can only imagine where we would have ended up if cheapo Kat had saved $2 and gone for Lot B. It was good that I didn't have to manage Miss 'I-like-to-run-all-over-the-place-and-push-the-stroller-like-a-drunk-person' Katie in the middle of a throng of sad fans. We had the sidewalk almost completely to ourselves, so she could go nuts without making me nuts.
Oh. And similar to some weeks of going to church with small children, I can't really say one thing that actually happened at the game, except that we all had a good time!
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I loved your last line! I still miss out on church half the time, but I am pretty much almost always glad I went ;) Zoey likes to drive the stroller to which drives me crazy as well. I let her push it around the driveway in hopes that it will get out her system. It hasn't happen yet, but I am still hoping.
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