Thursday, June 9, 2011

"Pink" me out to the ball game...

Our family loves baseball.
Well, the children love eating food at the game and playing on the various things for kids.
And, not to mention the handouts.
He loves his kids.  He spent quite some time watching them.
Not the game!
Mr. Finn, on the other hand, loves baseball.  
I like it a lot.  
It was the thing I learned for him.
You all know what I am talking about ladies!  It's the one thing that your guy loves and because you want to impress him, you learn all about this thing for his benefit.

So, he will think you are the greatest.

When I was on my mission, Mr. Finn started writing me the last 9 months or so that I was there.  He knew I would have to write him back because of mission rules.  He had his "In" as he puts it.

I knew then from what he wrote that he loved baseball, so my companion, Hna Steele taught me the song.  You know the one...

"Take me out to the ball game. Take me out to the park.  Give me some peanuts and cracker jacks.  I don't know if I'll ever get back.  So, it's root, root, root for the home team.  If they don't win it's a shame.  For it's one... two... three strikes you're out!  At the old Ball GAME!"
Our little Finnettes love singing this song at the top of their lungs.  One little problem.  See if you can find it.

"Pink me out to the ball game.  Pink me out to the game."

I think you can figure it out.  It is so adorable that I really don't want to change it, but I don't want them to get beat up either.  Kids can be cruel.  How did they ever come up with that one?

Can you guess which one came up with it?
It was a very hot day and I got this strange eye infection so that by the end of the game I could barely see.  Pussy, yucky, nasty stuff was oozing out of my eyes.

Aren't you glad I shared that?

We got so worn out from the heat, despite the kids cute umbrellas that we left sometime in the 3rd inning.
Well, as worn out as five year old can be.
Even though the event never goes as planned, I am glad that Mr. Finn values family time and plans fun things for us to do together.
Even when that includes eating ball park hot dogs.
That... by the way, used to be good and the reason you ate at the ball park.  These were lacking a lot in flavor.

But, for a buck, what do you expect?
He gives me that little nudge to get me out of the house.  I am not much of one for the heat or dirt, so he is good to help me join in with the family.

After all, we do have a pretty great one!


Will and Marcie Davis said...

Oh I just love it! goes with her cute umbrella! How precious! I totally get the getting out of the house thing. Thank goodness for Will or I would be a hermit I swear!

Shannon said...

Great pics with this post; your kid-photography skills are awesome!

If it really was "pink" me out to the ballgame, I might like baseball more. Also, if it didn't go into extra innings... ;)

Tamaratravel said...

Ah..I wanted a photo of the eye..yuck...I love going to baseball games..a great place to people watch..