Thursday, August 29, 2013

One, Two, Three Snacks You're Out ...

After Beatrice Kate's big debut on Sunday morning, we hopped on the bikes and pedaled over to catch an early evening Durham Bulls Game. We've only been to one other game this year; and since their regular season is winding down, we wanted to be sure to catch one of their last home games while we still could.

As you'll recall, Bea is a fan of Bulls' games baseball stadium food. And this game was no different. We didn't even get to our seats before she was asking to get a hotdog:
We even had seats directly beside the field, and right next to the bullpen, where the pitching staff and players were smitten with the cute, blonde girl in a Bulls Cap. Bea still couldn't have cared less. She was in Hot Dog Heaven:

After hotdogs and peanuts (which I didn't have a chance to take a photo of, seeing as my child was literally sucking the peanuts from my hands as I cracked their shells), she took a walk around the stadium and spotted a favorite treat- Locopops:
At least with a Locopop occupying her Talking Muscles, she was pacified long enough for Casey to actually watch a pitch or three:
But shortly after the last lick, we were in the Seventh Inning Stretch and "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" was playing over the loud speakers. It's like the book, If You Give a Mouse a Cookie. You can guess where this is going right? Buy me some peanuts and ...
Golden Kernels of Deliciousness
Thankfully, the Bulls Staff must know how hard it is to say "no" to a super cute, really persuasive preschooler, and offered all the overstimulated and over sugar-ed kiddos a chance to run the bases after the game. At first, Bea was all "Yea! I can say Hi to Wool E Bull!"; because in her mind, they're practically BFFs:
He will be SOOOOO happy to see me again ...
True story: We spent approximatly 10-15 minutes a day talking about Wool E Bull and what he's likely doing at that moment or what his pen looks like, if Wool E has any lovies, or if Wool E is napping or eating dinner ... When I say she thinks they're BFFs, she honest-to-God thinks Wool E is spending time each day thinking about Bea too. 

With Casey's guidance, Bea ran right out onto the field:
She's a stickler for rules... Runners must touch the bases 
But just as she was within High Five range of Wool E, a crowd caught up with her and her nerves got the best of her:
And it quickly became a Daddy rescue mission:

Some how, Bea managed to keep her eyes open all the way back home on the ride back and finally sacked out around 9:15. That's about 2.5 hours later than she normally goes to bed. Regardless, making memories like these are usually worth any amount of overtired, morning-time crankiness that came the next day.


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