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Well, that is what she calls it most of the time. A baseball is a football. A football is a baseball. Whatever.

John waited a long time for this day. The day he took his kid to her first pro sporting event, even if it was only a Padres v. Braves game at Petco Park.

Thanks to my company for allowing J and Ava to use a couple of their season tickets in order to make that dream come true sooner rather than later. And while he may have grumbled a time or two that it wasn’t the Yankees it was free and that counts for a lot.

It was hat day. Ava was stoked!

As you can tell – they got there a bit early in order to park (no problem) and get to their seat. It was an afternoon game during opening week so it wasn’t too crowded.

Ava helped locate the seats.

She also insisted that the temporary tattoo they gave her must be applied NOW.

J complied.

She also gave the umpire heck when necessary.

Of course. she also started giving her Daddy heck, too – right about the fifth inning. He called it a day about then.

Since they were out gallivanting about it gave me the opportunity to work late which was nice. And they were super happy when they finally made it home.

And the rest of the day? Yeah – that was spent trying to get the so called temporary tattoo off of her face. We tried everything and it like to never came off. J finally made a trip to the closest store in order to buy alcohol and baby oil and we were able to remove it, along with the top later of skin it seemed, in about an hour. We learned a lesson that day – no temp tattoos on the face any more!! EVER!

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