Over the years, my folks have shared many tickets to Aberdeen Ironbirds's games with us. We'll often go to the parking lot on nights they launch fireworks, even if we aren't watching games.
In the past, we've had great tickets, down by the visiting team dugout. Really, there are no bad tickets in the stadium, the design makes everything feel super close to the action and very intimate.
But last summer, Grandpa scored some skybox tickets he shared with us after Stewart returned from his mission. Wow, the privileged class is privileged!
Jennilyn is practicing making the sailor's knot bracelets she gave to our pioneer trek kids. See those comfy chairs? And the glass? We were air conditioned, baby.
Sam was waiting for me to stop shooting flash photography so he could go back to exploring the nap-taking potential of the huge sofas.
Stewart, looking very chill a few weeks after returning home from Montana.
We had fun. Thanks Grandpa!
2 comments:
It's fun to get glimpses of privileged life. I'm glad to not be a hedonist, but sure enjoy those comfortable pleasurable moments when they happen.
I love going to the baseball games!
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