Last Sunday I went to the Mariners game with my Mom, Dad, Grandma, and Grandpa. I got to wear my cool Puma track suit.
After parking, I walked through Pioneer Square, holding my Mom's and Grandma's hands.
Since there were no cars I got to run around too!
I held my Grandma's and Grandpa's hands when we crossed the street. We had to wait for cars before crossing.
We kept walking and walking.
I got tired, so I hitched a ride on Grandpa's shoulders. There was a breeze. It felt good to feel the breeze go through my fingers.
I was waaay up there on Grandpa's shoulders.
I rode on Grandpa's shoulders the rest of the way to Safeco Field. We went in at the Centerfield Entrance.
The guy scanned our tickets before we went through the turnstiles.
I walked up a bunch of stairs.
I went up so many stairs I stopped and clapped when I got to the top.
Then we walked some more.
Which to my luck, the Mariners are so bad that I got my own seat right between Grandma and Grandpa.
I liked looking at all the people around us, even if there wasn't as many as earlier in the year.
Mom played with my hair.
When I sat on my Dad's lap I put my feet up on the chair infront of us. These are my new shoes. Mom bought me ones with laces rather than velcro so that I can't take them off.
I sat on Mom's lap too.
I put Mom's sunglasses on.
Grandma wouldn't let me have cotton candy.
Eventually Mom gave in and bought me some. It was sticky.
After the game we walked home.
I saw the bucket drummer.
There was a neat black strip for me to walk on.
I got thirsty, so Mom gave me a sippy cup with juice in it.
I found these cool posts with holes in them. I liked sticking my fingers in the holes.
I dropped my sippy cup infront of Qwest Field.
I got tired, so Mom carried me.
I rode on Grandpa's shoulders again.
I fell asleep on Grandpa's shoulders, so Mom carried me the last 50 feet to the car, where I slept all the way home.
