Baseball, Part 2

I know many of you were concerned about whether Daddy and Brendan had a good time at the game… THEY DID. Sorry to keep you in suspense. I asked Daddy to write about it himself, but he claims he is not a blogger, and this was not the week to get him to start. So I am going to relay some of my favorite moments, as told to me by Daddy:

– On the walk into the park (they got there before batting practice) a woman pulled her car over to tell him he was the cutest. I’m pretty sure she was talking about Brendan, but Daddy did not specify.

– They went down the big coke bottle slide – and daddy had a brief moment of fear when he had to lose sight of Brendan moving from the stairs to the bottom of the slide. Nobody got lost, and the smallest Gianino enjoyed his ride down.

– Over by the slide, they have a baseball diamond set up just for the kids – guess who nailed it:

– Brendan quickly got the idea of food vendors, and every one that came by he would say, “daddy, daddy! we need that!! Then he would just wave his hand at the vendor himself. They ended up with MANY treats including his first time trying cotton candy:

– At one point, he saw someone near them catch a foul ball – Daddy noticed that he kept watching where the ball had been caught… finally he asked daddy when they were going to throw it back to the players. Daddy explained foul balls and then, of course, Brendan wanted to catch one. Daddy looked over and saw Brendan quietly outstretch his hand out in a catching pose, patiently waiting for a ball to come to him.
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– Daddy figured they would make it through a couple innings (hopefully). Around the 7th inning, they were still there – Daddy asked Brendan if he wanted to leave. He did not. In fact, Brendan heard an announcement that after the game, the kids could go on the field and run the REAL bases just like the players do. Sure enough, they stayed all 9 innings, and Brendan told Daddy it was time to hit the field:

Now comes the time where I can give some first hand information. Brendan passed out on the way home – at around 5:30. Daddy transferred him to his bed when we got home – and there he slept all night long. He slept in his Giants uniform smelling like sunscreen with chocolate ice cream all over his face. He looked like summer.
When he woke up the next morning, the first words out of his mouth: “Mommy why do they call it a ‘ballpark’ – i got to run the REAL bases on the REAL field – but only one time. Then they gave me a chocolate treat. ”
Then he told me, “Mom – before a batter comes out, they say, “Now batting…. different names!”
After a few Oooohs and Ahhhhs from Mom, he went on, “You know what? I saw BUSTER POESY!”
But he wasn’t done – “Mom – I’ll bet you forgot what cotton candy tastes like – it looks like fur! I’ll go get you some!”

Now he not only plays baseball, but he make-believes baseball. He spent one night this week pretending to be Buster Posey. Apparently, Buster Posey’s favorite thing to do is to walk over and very ceremoniously hand his Mom a ball. His Mom liked that too. He wanted me to call him “Buster Posey” until I said, “Okay Buster Posey – time to come in for dinner!” at which point he said, “Nooooo Mom… when it’s something REAL you don’t call me Buster Posey! You call me Peanut!”. So I very gladly gathered the Peanut in my arms and told him how much I loved him.

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