Bridgeport Bluefish

Went to a Bridgeport Bluefish game today, an independent league team about half an hour away. What can I say, it was awesome.

- Pristine little ballpark in perfect condition, easy to get to and park at, plenty of families -- actually, that was about all we saw.

- Kate, at her first baseball game, was awesome -- for the most part stayed in Emily's lap, then mine, then shared a seat with Jack.

- Jack was mildly intrigued by the Bluefish mascot -- but Kate was enraptured. She laughed and pointed and hollered at him. He was in our area the first couple of innings, then was over on the third base line after that. She stood up in Emily's lap and pointed, and clapped, and yelled, "Come back!" And laughed and smiled and laughed.

- Our $12 seats were about 10 rows from the field. And in the brutal sun, so we moved back after a few innings. Still, we were frighteningly close to the field.

- Got Jack and Kate both ice cream. Emily noticed how the kids ate ice cream like their personality. Jack slowly, deliberately, carefully licked his ice cream cone. Kate just shoveled it in.

- Went to the gift shop with Jack to get stuffed mascot toys for Jack and Kate. Hoping they'd have a few; they had a ton. Stood in line with Jack with our two toys. Suddenly I looked over and there were Emily and Kate, and Kate had her arms full of mascot toys. Must have had about six of the things. Emily said she saw them and just went, "ooh!" and grabbed one, then "oh!" and grabbed two more, and so forth. When we took her armful away she wailed, until I gave her the one we'd bought. Then she was fine. For a minute she was really panicked about not having one.

- I caught a little bit of the baseball game. Bluefish looked OK. When music played Jack danced at his seat and Kate clapped her hands. This is why there's so much music at ballgames these days -- kids go crazy for it. Once it bothered me. Now, I understand it all.