Grandpa got a "My First Cubs T-shirt" shirt for Evie, which she proudly wore for her first baseball game. She shares her first pre-game jitters with a very adoring Uncle Chad.

Evie poses as a Tennessee Smokie baseball player. You can see Tim behind the board as he holds her up. These pictures crack me up.


The game that night was rained out, so we decided to while away some hours at the Bass Pro Shop, and gawk at spectacle consumerism at its best. You can buy all things hunting at the Bass Pro Shop, and stare at big game fish, fake moose heads, stuffed bears and deer, and even buy a luxary hunting yacht. Evie, wisely, hated the Bass Pro Shop and cried her eyes out after the first 15 minutes. We left in a hurry to put our little one to bed.
We did end up going to the game the following afternoon. So Evie finally got to see some "hot" baseball action at her second first baseball game ever! And the Smokies won--yeah!



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