Take me out to the ballgame…

I simply had to commemorate this occasion. It’s not everyday that I get to take the family out to the world’s greatest ballpark. When we go however, we do it in style. Rosemary donned her “Respect Wrigley” shirt and plaid Cubs hat. I wore my 100 Anniversary Game throwback Federals jersey, and my Cooperstown hat. Ralphie wore his Cubs onesie that we’ll likely have to retire now that it is getting to small. We had to get Gabe a new Jersey because we were lacking on Cubs apparel in the wee-man size.

Gabe took the liberty of having a mini batting helmet full of ice-cream for lunch and Ralphie had his fair share of a Lemon Ice. Both kiddos finished their treat early on in the game. We also made a couple stops at Clark’s Clubhouse to visit Clark and to sign the guestbook.

Surprisingly, the kiddos seemed to enjoy much of the game and sat in their seats fairly well behaved all day long. We kept them entertained otherwise with phones, snacks and in the case of Ralphie, a nice 45 minute nap.

After the game we were able to let Gabe run around the bases of Wrigley field thanks to the Kids-Run-the-Bases Sundays. Last year he needed a little assistance as he was only two and didn’t really grasp what he needed to do. This time, he did it all by himself and with his own style which included not touching any bases and cutting off a couple kids by inching into the infield grass.

We ended our day with a meal at Epic Burger which is going to have to try a little harder to convince me of it’s name, and a car ride home consisted of Finding Nemo playing in the back for the kids to stay awake long enough to get home and go right to bed.

The photos below grasp our day very well.

The Wrigley Field Experience

I’ve been pretty blessed to live around the Chicago area for my whole life. I am also a lot luckier to have been born and raised a Cubs fan. If you’ve been to Wrigley Field before, you know that magical feeling of walking up the steps or ramp to view the field for the first time. I was fortunate enough to be able to experience this feeling as a young boy. Even today, I still get the chills when I walk up and see the perfectly manicured and majestic green grass of the outfield.

This post is just an opportunity to share a little bit of the view. I highly encourage anyone reading this to head out to Wrigley Field, watch a game, and experience this feeling for themselves.