Marlie took in her first baseball game last night. She enjoyed Cracker Jacks, the kiddie play area, the between inning music, and several walks toward the world-famous Durham Bull sign where she would point out all of the drains in the sidewalk. In other words, we're still a few years away from Marlie being interested in anything between the foul lines.
Tonight's question: Do we take a kid who is afraid of the sound of vacuum cleaners and car horns to a firework show? Probably not.
It's nice when the kids help you realize you're jumped the gun a bit. My parents began taking me to Red Wings games when I was four. The following year, my sister would have just been turning four when the season started again and they took us both to a game. Sometime during the third period, after having said she was enjoying the game a few times, my sister asked my mom where the ice was. Just a little young.
Posted by: dan wickett | July 05, 2008 at 12:36 AM
We took our kids to the fireworks for the first time this year: they're 8 and 11. We probably waited too long, but no meltdowns at 10:30 pm. And they got to appreciate the hilarity of a the fireworks debris setting a nearby building's roof on fire, and the fire trucks coming, etc.
*I've* never been to a baseball game.
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