Mike had some tickets available to him for our family to go to the Brewer game. We knew Clayton was too little but thought we'd give it a shot. SO...while Mike enjoyed walking around with Clayton the majority of the time, Brooke and I enjoyed the game.
Brooke definitely has her mom's aptitude in sports. We were trying to teach her about the game - pitcher, batter, bases, home run, foul ball, etc. Anyhow, at about the 3rd inning a foul ball was hit and Brooke yells, "fumble." - that sounds about like her mom. ("Go-Al" for those that still appreciate hearing that story.)
We stayed until about the 5th inning and headed home for bed. It was a good game and Brewer's ended up winning.
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