Sunday was "Together Day" with Michael. We are both completely exhausted one day after. We left our house for downtown around 10:30, stopped at Waffle House for an early lunch, then headed to Turner Field. (Oscar set a high standard for together days, so Michael insisted on doing everything Oscar did. And Oscar does NOT like Michael calling it "together day;" that was the name that HE came up with so it is his!) We had expected to be able to get a tour of the stadium, but apparently when the game changed to a night game (over two weeks ago) they couldn't get tours ready in time. What a joke!
Alternate plans: ImagineIt. This is the feel and touch children's museum near Centennial Olympic Park. It was fun, but Michael was way too old for it. We'll go back there again once Henry is old enough. From there we went to the NWOCC, then to the sprinklers, then for some ice cream (then a nap for me while it rained and Michael played video games on my phone). We headed to Turner Field around 6pm to watch BP, but I guess they called it off due to the rain earlier in the day. Michael was scoping out players 19 miles across the field who were giving autographs, so we trudged around and he landed Boone Logan's autograph on a ball and his hat. The game was a slaughter (9-1 and it wasn't THAT close) and Boone didn't have such a hot night.
It was a fun, long day, but well worth it. One more to go. I'm thinking of taking Elzabeth to the American Girl store. It'd probably be good for me. Of course, she wants to go shopping for shoes.
Alternate plans: ImagineIt. This is the feel and touch children's museum near Centennial Olympic Park. It was fun, but Michael was way too old for it. We'll go back there again once Henry is old enough. From there we went to the NWOCC, then to the sprinklers, then for some ice cream (then a nap for me while it rained and Michael played video games on my phone). We headed to Turner Field around 6pm to watch BP, but I guess they called it off due to the rain earlier in the day. Michael was scoping out players 19 miles across the field who were giving autographs, so we trudged around and he landed Boone Logan's autograph on a ball and his hat. The game was a slaughter (9-1 and it wasn't THAT close) and Boone didn't have such a hot night.
It was a fun, long day, but well worth it. One more to go. I'm thinking of taking Elzabeth to the American Girl store. It'd probably be good for me. Of course, she wants to go shopping for shoes.
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