Running around on the top level of the stadium, stopping at all the tables to say hi, running through the one and only puddle in the whole place (which you can see in the background), checking out the birds, pointing out the planes and stopping to listen intently any time a train went by. Man, he is soooo busy.
Looking at the fry eating seagulls and the view with Mummy.
Hey there's one of those crazy birds now. I would like to say for the record that when a seagull poops on you it smells like a poop/puke combo and it has some serious staying power. I know this because Matthew and I got hit, him on the shoulder, me on the FACE!!! Yeah that's right the FACE!!!! As I type this I am still holding down the urge to vomit.
Looking for planes with Daddy.
Enjoying some ball park snacks. After running around and looking at planes and birds and people, oh my. This little guy was HUNGRY
Standing in his very own seat cheering on the home team.
Our view of the park.
Gorgeous sunset over the stadium.
Flirting with the girls a few rows back.
A look at our seats.
Watching the planes flying over the stadium This was at about 9:30 (two hours after bedtime and Matthew was starting to get squirrely) and we decided it was about time to leave.
Grandma Joyce and Matthew. (note, he is rockin' his edmonton eskimo's sweatshirt)
Here is the newest development with our little cutie. A perfect example of what happens when you ask Matthew to "smile". If you can, click on it and view it large and in all its glory.
2 comments:
Adorable! I do have to add a correction. That is an Edmonton Eskimos sweatshirt, not an Edmonton Oilers sweatshirt.
But hands down, the CUTEST ball cap ever.
Seriously though - how long was that game? Jeepers, that's a time commitment...
Coffee tomorrow morning? I'll be the one with wild hair and a bathrobe.
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