Joe, Patrick and I went to Denver Monday night for the Rockies v. San Fransisco, and it was so much fun! (My sister Kari already blogged about it, so I stole some of her photos and will post some of my own.) We've gone to a few Rockies games this summer and last, but we've never seen them win, and 11-4 was no exception. Until Monday, we'd also never gotten there early enough to catch the first pitch! We are die-hard (aka we get out money's worth!) fans, so we DO always see through to the last out of the last inning and whether or not we're hungry (like I'm ever not hungry...) we get our free hotdogs and cokes! The atmosphere was awesome, even if we did end up walking Patrick around for a few innings because of the late hour and his grumpy attitude (not seen here). 
Awesome aunt Kari takes him off our laps for a while. They laugh, they cry, they bond. Notice Patrick's official purple Rockies onesie - purple is not just for girls anymore.
Kirsta and Kari ham it up. That's Joe's dejected mitt behind Kirsta - no way were we getting any fly balls in our seats.
Thanks for coming, guys!
Getting bundled against what little night air there was. We were determined to have Patrick wear his letter jacket, even if it wasn't that chilly. It's just too awesome.
2 comments:
That little jacket is pretty awesome.
I think it was against San diego, not San francisco!
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