After we filled the girls up on pizza, popcorn, cotton candy, and ice cream, they seemed content. Sophie took a lot of pictures, as you can tell by the random shots of the field, the back's of people's heads, and an account of pretty much EVERYTHING Ella did that day.
Sophie pays pretty good attention to the game for a kid her age. After a strike-out by second basemen Jayson Nix, in the first, she proceeded to give me a lecture on why he struck out. "He didn't keep his eye on the ball. You have to keep your eye on the ball or you're never going to hit it. The pitcher was pitching a little low and he kept swinging high. If he was watching the ball, he would have seen that and swung high." This went on, non-stop, for a good 5 minutes. She kills me. At about the 7th inning, the girls were restless enough to take them over to the play area in left field. Now Sophie could put her money where her mouth is. She pitched the ball at A. J. Incidentally, A. J. is still her favorite player, followed at a very close second by rookie Gordon Beckham. Go figure. She didn't knock over the A. J. doll but she could at least reach him with her throw this year.
She also got to step into the batting cage and took a few swings at the ball. She did pretty well but I think she thought that the idea of having the ball attached to something and set up to hit was ridiculous. I hope she isn't disenchanted when she starts T-ball in a few weeks and finds out there's no pitcher.
