A Boy at the Ball Field

Scott has been eagerly awaiting the day we could take Marcus to a baseball game since, oh, the day Marcus was born. So, while I was conjuring up our Summer Bucket List Scott suggested that we add going to an Angels game. It didn't take any extra convincing from me and that promptly went on the list.

After looking at the schedule, and being sorely disappointed when we discovered the Royals (only our most favorite MLB team of all time #foreverroyal) had played the Angels super early in the season. We missed the boat on that one, but we saw the Red Sox (the other team Scott cheers on) were playing at a time we could attend. We grabbed tickets and were ready to take Marcus to his first all-American experience.

I wish I could have captured Marcus' excitement as we entered the stadium and made our way to our seats. He was skipping and jumping and beaming. I'm sure he didn't really have a clue what was happening, but the electricity and excitement of the place seemed to overtake Marcus.

We found our seats and settled in.

Marcus was clearly in awe.

After the initial novelty of the place grew on Marcus we saw more of this:

And the little father-son moments melted my heart a hundred times over:

For me the game was good (Mike Trout hit two homers - the first regular MLB game I've been to where someone actually hit it out of the park), but seeing my guys share the experience was hands down the best part.

Marcus seemed to truly enjoy the game. But, I think it was the cotton candy he really loved.

Nothing beats a bag full of colored sugar.

Marcus surprised us and made waaaaay past bed time, and through a solid 7 innings before we called it an evening.

We're already looking forward to many more future summer nights spent at the ball field. 

Marking off yet another Summer Bucket List item!