Go Astros!

Earlier in the summer we took Danny to his first baseball game courtesy of Matt's work. We were a little nervous how he'd do with the late hour (the first pitch was about Danny's usual bedtime), but he LOVED it. During the pre-game festivities we caught a little stuffed ball that was thrown into the crowd. Danny did what he has learned to do well and threw it right back. He was a little bummed that the strangers on the level below us didn't make any effort to throw it back to him . . . don't they know how to play catch? We stood out at the home run corner (I'm not sure what the actual name is) during warmups and Danny was amazed to watch all the balls being hit - "High, high, high." Before the night was through he was even saying, "Ba-ball." He had a great time clapping, eating popcorn, clapping, eating chips, clapping, and eating ice cream. Another highlight for Danny was seeing the Jeff Bagwell wall of balls. His eyes were enormous . . . so many balls in one place. WOW! We left about halfway through the game, but Danny was pretty wired from all the fun. Maybe he would have lasted all 9 innings, but I don't know if I would have. I think he's looking forward to his next baseball game.