Take Me Out To The Ballgame...And Now I Want To Go Home

We have developed a new family tradition of the "turn the wrong way day". Everyday I take the kids to daycare at my work, while Margret heads off in the opposite direction to her job. Occasionally, through a myriad of "accidental" circumstances, Margret ends up in the car with us (e.g. Mommy's car doesn't work, let's get donuts before Mommy leaves for work, etc.). Then we go somewhere fun like the beach or the zoo. It's a fun way to break up the monotony of our daily routine and has proved to be an exciting surprise for the kids.

This Friday, we planned the ultimate Chicago "turn the wrong way day": Wrigley Field, Cubs vs. Cardinals. As life long Cubs fans, Margret and I were excited to baptise the girls into the self-loathing world of Cubs-fandom.

Everyone was really excited, but it only took about 3 pitches (2 of which went for Cardinal hits) for it to wear off. After we counted flags, watched the sea gulls dive for food, we had almost run out of things to do until Ava noticed a girl walking up and down another aisle selling cotton candy. Now there was something to do.

Seeing she was distracted, I asked her if she was going to watch the game. Her response:
"If I'm going to watch anything, I'm going to watch for the Cotton Candy girl."

As expected, the Cubs lost, thereby completing the Wrigley Field experience.