Not anticipating the Aids Walk, we hit a lot of traffic on Storrow (shocking) and were a tad late to the game. Only missing a couple outs we found our seats and settled in. Abby was a rock star through out the game and correctly identified the score board and the Green Monster. She knew where the ball was and even the field. We had our own halftime (er, wrong sport) and spent a couple innings walking around and eating lunch. Miss Abigail will most likely associate Fenway with junk food and the opportunity to miss naps. Once in awhile won't hurt, right? Orange soda has Vitamin C, right? (RIGHT?) She didn't really have that much anyways. We on the other hand consumed half our daily calories and points (for those in the know about weight watchers) in the sugary sweet free refillable soda cups.
She was a bit antsy through out the game and we kept her busy with books, coloring, playing lap hot potato, watching the game, chatting with our friends, eating popcorn off the concrete, etc. I figured I ate chewed bubble gum off the ground and I lived, so she'll be just fine.
We left in the top of the ninth in the hopes to miss a bit of foot traffic, but after a potty break and a diaper change, we left with everyone else. The drummers were out as always and Abby shimmied to the tip buck to drop her dollar in.
Hating to miss any of the fun, Abby finally fell asleep on Tim while walking to the car. She may be there lucky charm since we got the "W" with a 6-3 score.
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