Last night Edmund attended his very first sporting event--a Durham Bulls baseball game. We had been wanting to go to a Durham Bulls game at some point this summer, but have been putting it off due to heat and evening thunderstorms. A few days ago Steven found out that if we were to bring a new or gently used children's book to the game on Thursday night we could get a free ticket. Fortunately we had an extra copy of "Barnyard Dance" lying around. "Barnyard Dance" is an excellent children's book by the way, and it seems many people are aware of this fact, given the number of copies we have received in the last few months (Edmund just loves the book). We had already passed along a couple of our extraneous copies to grandparents and decided donating the last copy to a good cause was a great idea.
Yesterday w
as another scorcher and evening thunderstorms were again predicted, so we figured we wouldn't be able to attend the game on book donation night. However, a thunderstorm made its way through Chapel Hill around 4 pm and the radar showed that no sort of rain was to follow. The air also cooled down considerably, so at 6 pm I changed Edmund into his baseball outfit. Edmund semi-willingly went along with the outfit change. We then loaded up the car and headed off to downtown Durham.Once we got inside the stadium, we headed right for the food. We also lucked out and attended on "family night" which meant we were able to get popcorn and hot dogs for one dollar each. I have been craving hot dogs for quite some time now. Hot dogs were on the "forbidden" food list while I was pregnant, which made them seem all the more appetizing. For one dollar, I felt it was time I finally had a hot dog. While in line a woman and I exchanged stats on our babies. She had a four month old dressed up in a baseball outfit too, but in my unbiased opinion, Edmund was much cuter in his. Steven was absorbed in food purchasing and somehow missed this exchange, as he later pointed out this same baby to me.
After the food purchases were made we headed to the stands. Our seats were behind the screen. I felt much better knowing Edmund was protected from stray balls. Let me take this time to mention that I go to Durham Bulls games, not for the actual game, as much as for the silly events that take place between play
s (ex. the mascot and a child race around the bases). I took Edmund out of the Baby Bjorn and sat him on my lap. Immediately he noticed the stadium lights. As far as Edmund was concerned we had taken him to Disney World. He is a huge fan of lights. Although I know it is very normal for babies to be fascinated by lights, his infatuation slightly worried me, that is until the babies in his playgroup came over to our house and stared at the same light he does. I guess if I was a baby and had to look at the ceiling all day, a light fixture would be a breath of fresh air.For the next hour Edmund sat happily on either my or Steven's lap and watched the game. He is quite the squirmy baby, but barely squirmed once. We think he was taken aback by his first foray into the world of sports. Eventually though a baseball game was not of interest enough to keep Edmund awake. At this point we made the decision to head home. This morning we found out the Bulls lost to Buffalo 12-2, and I'm guessing it's because they didn't have their littlest fan to cheer them on!
