Nutsy

While that term technically describes our local baseball team's mascot, I think it also applies to the shenanigans involved in taking a bunch of hooligans to see said baseball team play. After Merrick got into baseball this Spring and loved it, we really wanted to take the kids to see an actual game. Not like they actually spend much time watching as opposed to asking for cotton candy, kicking various baseball fans, falling down bleachers, and looking for the mascot who REALLY needs them to hug him.

They actually lasted through the whole game though! I think it was helped by the fact that some of their favorite friends were with us. They kept each other entertained...it's always more fun to fall down bleachers with your friends, right? ;) Which means I actually got to sit and watch of the game. They ate plenty of snacks and drinks, hugged the mascot (he definitely needed it), and were thoroughly disappointed that no one hit them a foul ball. Next time, guys.

This season playing baseball was surprisingly more fun than I thought. I was always like "please not baseball...just any other sport", because of all the sitting. You just sit there for so long and watch kids throwing dirt. But I survived, and Merrick had a blast (and improved a lot! so proud of him!), so it was definitely something I'd do again. Apparently Merrick has his eye on Fall ball...so maybe I'll be doing this again sooner than I thought.