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Michael & Jack – The best of friends

Time goes by so quickly.  Michael and Jack have been friends since they were a mere three months old.  We’ve been lucky to have the opportunity to go to Braves games with Jack and his Dad over the years (I think we first went to a game together when they were five).  This past Friday we had nearly the best seats in the house, between the Braves’ dugout and home plate, six rows from the bottom.  Incredible seats.

While these seats were terrific, Michael & Jack quickly found open seats behind the dugout and went in search of autographs.  They didn’t get any, but they did spend two innings in those seats.  When they came back, Chipper was warming up to bat right in front of us.  I told Michael to run down the steps and tickle him; he didn’t take the dare.

We had to leave earlier than we would have liked because of their baseball tournament this weekend.  However, it was awesome while it lasted.  View all of the pictures here.

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