Summertime means baseball! And Amelia's sweet Uncle Michael and Aunt Natalie were nice enough to share their Salt Lake Bees tickets with us and Grandpa John. Of course, Amelia loved every minute of it: the hot dogs (which she doesn't eat, but talks about eating), the monstrous serving of creamy ice cream (uh... should have stopped at one scoop), the free "train" that ran behind the field, and the loudspeaker music that seemed to posses her little dancing feet. She even saw a broken bat. Ask her today what she thought of the baseball game and "Oh, broken," is sure to be her concerned reply.
2 comments:
Go Bees! Looks like fun!
They were playing the Fresno Grizzlies!
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