My husband is a baseball fan. It doesn't really matter the team or the place he just loves the game. When we moved to Atlanta he made plans for us to attend opening day at Turner Field. To say he was like a kid in a candy shop is putting it mildly.
The game was fantastic as the Braves crushed Chicago. It is always nice when all the people you are crushed into the stadium with are in a good mood.
Madison was so excited to go to a baseball game with Daddy. Her excitement lasted about five minutes in the 90 degree 100% humidity heat (that was streaming directly into our non-shaded seats).
Some of her energy returned upon viewing and attempting to climb the massive baseballs at the exit gates.
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