A Big, Big Weekend

According to my husband, this was a "momentous" occasion. We got free Tigers tickets on Sunday and without hesitation, we were on our way to Comerica Park for Breslin's first Tiger game. It goes without saying that the trip trumped his first picnic on Friday night. Anyway, it was a big, big deal. We slathered on the sunscreen (on Breslin too) and packed up the bottle cooler and spent the day at the ballpark. Breslin enjoyed all the sights and sounds of the game, including a dad-narrated tour of Comerica Park, dad's player info, and and dad's play by play of the game.
Instead of finding our seats in the nosebleeds at Comerica, we found a picnic table on the concourse that we could actually watch the game from. This made is exceptionally easy to spread out all of our baby paraphanalia and watch the game while walking or bouncing Bres when he got fussy. The roar of the crowd, 38,000 strong, was a little scary for Bres and the sun was tiring, but we think based on the smiles he gave us on the way home that he really enjoyed it.
By far, my favorite part of the whole experience was when I saw my husband emerging from the Tigers retail store grinning like an idiot. In his hand was a tiny New Era "fitted" navy Detroit Tigers hat, just like dad's. Many pictures were taken, and I couldn't help just taking in how happy Colby was with his little boy at the ballgame.

Oh yeah, less exciting but still noteworthy was Breslin's first picnic. On the menu...pizza, what else?! :)
Love to you all!

Psalm 139: For you are fearfully and wonderfully made!

Comments

Anna said…
That's awesome! Another little Tiger fan! (and what cute chubby little thighs!)
April 24, 2007 at 9:40 AM
The Ekloves said…
Hello? Hello! We would love a new story about Bres! Yeah!
May 8, 2007 at 9:00 PM
The Ekloves said…
How is everything going? We haven't seen any new pics in a while!
Love you!
May 22, 2007 at 6:51 AM
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