We had a fun filled afternoon on Friday. The Young Marrieds and CYP from church were meeting for a Winston-Salem Dash baseball game at the city's brand new stadium that evening. Shane had proposed that we tailgate before the game, and we were definitely in! However, we found out that afternoon that the city doesn't allow tailgating (what!?), so a last minute change of plans had us meeting at Shane's house. It was the normal posse in attendance: our family, Shane, Crystal and Penny, and Dom, Melissa, Francesca and Dominic. Unfortunantly, this would be the last "hurrah" for our group before Melissa and the kids headed off to Alabama next week and Dom at the end of the month. However, we didn't dwell on that, and had a yummy cook out complete with Carolina Style turkey dogs, Melissa's Famous Buffalo Chicken Dip, and all sorts of other yummy eats.
About 20 minutes before the game was supposed to start, we packed all the kids into their respective carseats and headed towards downtown. After we parked, everyone broke out their baby carriers and we all walked to the ballpark to meet up with the rest of the group.
Look at these two manly men with their baby carriers and matching plaid shorts!
How cute - Nathan and Daddy!
We had really good seats, just behind the visitor's dugout. Not that the stadium is so large that you could have terrible seats, but still they were closer to the field then I expected.
Our typical self-portrait. It worked better before Nathan because there's no way to attract his attention to the camera.
A slightly better family photo. Nathan's staring at a bottle of milk that I pulled out for him. He was more interested in that then the camera!
Nathan in the free Dash hat!
We had a really good time and Nathan did so much better then I expected him to. As he started getting tired, he would start crying when the cheering would get really loud (I'm having to learn to to cheer more quietly so I don't scare Nathan, which thrills Brian as well!). He finally fell asleep on Brian about 8:30 and napped for about half an hour. We ended up winning the game against the Wilmington Bluerocks 4-3, and the three of us started walking back to the car before the fireworks went off, which allowed us to avoid any post-game traffic. Definitely a fun evening!




Amusing about the plaid shorts--I know your Dad's generation wouldn't have been caught dead in them but OUR dads both wore them--skipped a generation! GranFran
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