Great American Past-Time!

Kelsey was offered free tickets to a Cardinals game on Sunday so after church (and a much loved Sunday afternoon nap) - we piled into the car and headed downtown. We had a great time but I must admit that Kalvin was not all that interested in the game itself. Rather, his attention was torn between the little girl sitting to his left and little girl wearing a bag on her head that was standing behind him. It was nearly impossible to draw his attention from these girls and I had my first "mommy moment of realization" that his attempts to make eye contact with these girls were taking presidence over my requests for a "Look at mommy and say monkeys!" picture opportunity. Ugh... seriously?! I can't say that I didn't expect this to happen in like, 20'something years, but not a minute before then! I was bummed. Luckily, after these little hussies had been swept away by their daddys at the conclusion of the game, I was able to get a couple of "Hurry up and take the picture Mom!" photos of my little ladies' man!

Oh and by the way, just incase you haven't been to a ball game recently, it is important that you know what you are getting into. Not only was I unaware that a hotdog cost 4.75 and a small soda costs 5.25 but apparently I should have read up on the game in "Baseball for Dummies" before I graced the stadium with my presence. We hadn't been there long when a batter sent the ball soaring, the crowd errupted and stood, and when Kelsey sat down with Kalvin I excitedly shouted "Look Kal, a homerun... can you say home_run?!" Kelsey smiled and informed me that we had not just witnessed a homerun but rather a double that cleared the bases- whatever that means! I'd be lying if I denied that I heard all of the snickers around me. The man infront of me actually turned around- to see what this bimbo looked like- and when he accidently made eye contact with me he offered a sympathetic smile and quickly looked away as he couldn't hold back his laughter.
Of course, if you know me you know that I had an excuse for this indiscretion! I reported, very loudly- to ensure that the men around me could hear over their chuckling, that I hadn't seen what had actually happened because everyone had stood; and because it wasn't baseball etiquette- LIKE I EVEN KNOW!- I had remained in my seat. This did not serve to clear up the issue, looking back it didn't even make sense, so I did like any other girl would do... I changed the subject!