On Easter weekend, Logan got a special surprise... a Saturday ball game with daddy. Logan and Greg took in Logan's first game at Busch Stadium. I wasn't there so maybe Greg should blog this... well, I'll just convey the stories he told me.
When they got there, Logan was completely captivated and stood at this rail and stared for a looong time.
Here's the view from their seats and the St. Louis skyline.
They found their seats and setttled in. Logan was still a little overwhelmed by all the loud music.
But after he got snacks and a balloon and a Sprite, he started to enjoy himself.
He even started clapping! Go Cards!
They made it to the 7th inning until the tarps came out.
I forgot to ask who won the game... well, I guess they left before it got over. I know that Pujols hit a homerun and there were fireworks. Logan tells Tyson about this frequently. He also tells him, "You too little to go. you have to get big."
In other news, Logan LOVES to play baseball. He'll assign the positions, "You be the thrower, I'll be the hitter." If I pitch to him and he misses, he says, "Try again Mommy." He's already got that male ego going-- of course he couldn't have missed it, it MUST be momma's pitching! He's pretty decent at hitting the ball now and he doesn't even use the tee anymore. I'm pretty sure his athleticism has now surpassed him mommy's.
