Even with all that, I still jump at the chance to go to a game, especially when I can take Eddie. And this time, Grandpa took me and the boys....even Finney! It was perfect timing, too, since Eddie started t-ball a couple days later.
{cell phone pictures, because there was no way in hell I was going to be lugging the big camera around with me too!}
{the boys hanging out}
{cuties!}
{grandpa and his cubbie bear}
{me and my adorable boys!}
{you aren't a chicago kid until you've played on the floor (on a blanket!) of Wrigley Field, right?}
{and yes, these boys are being raised at chicago kids even though we live in the farms}
{this munchkin was crazy! i don't even think he watched much of the game. grandpa said he probably watched more when we took him when he was 2 than when he was almost 4 :) a very true statement!}
{between this goofy hat game that Eddie invented and stomping on the peanut shells that Grandpa dropped, Eddie was much to busy to actually care about baseball}
{and Finney and I were too busy looking cute to actually watch the game!}
{thankfully, Finn fell asleep after we walked around a bit and ate a bit}
{oh wrigley, so pretty!}
Thanks Dad for always being willing to haul me and my brood of crazies to the game, even if we are more of a pain than fun :)
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