We took a road trip to Atlanta to see a good friend and watch the Atlanta Braves play.
Chad and I were excited because we were staying at Matt's house and his sweet parents offered to babysit Summer while we went to the baseball game. 
Summer quickly attached to Marilyn and David and they had a good time. They are grandparents to six boys so they have lots of experience with little ones.
Turner Stadium was so much fun! There was lots of entertainment and at one point the entire crowd broke out in dance. In actuality, they were paid dancers dressed as normal fans but it was so cool/weird that the girl beside me just instantly started dancing the same routine as the people on stage. 
Chad with the dancers
I was most excited about getting a footlong hotdog! I got the Chicago Dog (celery salt, onions, tomatoes, relish, peppers) and added the sweet vidalia onion relish all topped with a little ketchup!
Mmmmm Mmmmm Good!
Our seats were perfect
What a great weekend!
Omitted from this story are the following situations: Chad got attacked by the mustard dispenser, the Braves lost, Summer was up every 2 hours all night once we got back to Matt's house, Sampson had 2 seizures at the doggy daycare and we got caught in 5 miles of standstill traffic on the way back home.
5 comments:
Well I was fixing to say Im so glad you got to go but then I read the omitted part!!!!You are so funny. That hot dog is bigger than you! I am so sorry about Sampson. Hope he is doing better now. love to all of you
I love the original entry and you eating the humongous hotdog. I'm so happy to see you and Chad enjoying your time together with Matt. The omitted part "hurts"!
I love the pictures from Coles house. So glad you had fun at the game and sorry it was such a rough night!
looks like such fun! i jumped over from anna's blog...it was fun to see a huntsville face! your little girl is adorable! it's so fun being able to see what everyone is up to and see how we've all "turned out"! :)
kristin (saunders) rosson
can you deep throat that mom?
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