Saturday was Ashley's birthday. She turned the big 2-5. And for her birthday celebration, she chose to take Luke to his very first Rangers game. (she also chose to go sky diving. But that's another story)
I don't know if you are aware, but this is Texas. And in Texas it gets hot. And baseball lasts for a really long time. And 13 month old baby girls are very wiggly.
All that to say, taking Evan would have been a disaster. So, her other grandparents came over and kept her while we headed out. Thank goodness, she would have been miserable. Which would have made us all miserable.
We had a great time. For all 10 innings. There were hot dogs and hamburgers and peanuts and cotton candy. Luke did awesome, and luckily I am a super savvy momma and realized he was not going to make it all the way through the game without some kind of intervention. Bring on the iPad! He played and played and also took pictures. I'm now the proud owner of about 50 million of these.