First Game & New Friends

After our cottage getaway we spent last week enjoying all of the Milwaukee classics, including G's first visit to Miller Park. Friday afternoon we packed up all of the necessary tailgaiting fixins (including the new items like diapers, bibs, and the Bumbo) and headed out to the Park. Genevieve loved watching all of the people while dad rustled up some burgers.

Hooray Brewers!


Daddy brought a daddy burger, a mama burger, and a baby burger


Baby, baseball, and brew. Matt is in heaven.


The tradition continues


Perhaps Squishie spotted a racing sausage

The game was another sell out and we were surround by about 40,000 of our closest friends. We weren't sure if the crowds and cheering would freak her out but the Crested Screamer did a pretty good job of keeping up with the section. She was totally flirting with everyone around us and at one point she was busting out the big two-toothed grins. I turned around to see who or what she was looking at and found these two guys -- who frankly were a little scary looking -- playing peek-a-boo with G and having a grand time doing it. I guess everyone really does love a baby.

During about the 5th inning she started to get tired so we headed out. Once outside we stretched our legs a bit, and were thrilled to death when one of those golf carts drove by and asked if we wanted a lift back to our car. Let's see, 2 minute ride on the golf cart or 10 minute walk with a 20-pound sack of flour? Yes, I shall accept your offer.

The Brewers are losing. I'm done cheering.


At this rate we would still be walking to the car today

Saturday was another perfect summer day so we set up the pool again and let Squishie go skinny-dipping. Racy!

Naked baby alert!

On Sunday we went to visit G's newest friend, Miss Rylie Wille. Rylie was born last Monday to proud parents are Erin & Dan. They did a great job on this little peanut. She is so adorable and so wee!

So itty bitty


A surprising reminder of how much they change in 9 short months

We can't wait for lots of playdates while Erin is on maternity leave (by "we" I mean me and Erin, and by "playdates" I mean "cocktail hour").