We went to an Angels game when we were in California. It was a lot of fun. Ty wore his little league uniform...

He got an Angels mini-bat and a Rally Monkey, and an Angels ball for his coach.

Jack with his rally monkey
Izzi with her pink rally monkey

Daddy and
Iz watching the game.

As a family, we have now been to 3 major league baseball parks, and Turner Field in Atlanta is still our favorite. It is
breathtaking! Going to games in one of our favorite things to do as a family.
Izzi is even starting to understand the game. She should, we've been dragging her to them since before she was one! Her first solid food (and I am completely serious here, she had only had breast milk to this point) was a hot dog at a Braves game. Jack asked me yesterday if baseball was in he and Ty's blood. I could honestly answer him yes.
Baseball isn't a past-time. Picnics are a past-time.
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