Take me out to the Ball Game...

We're back.

Miss us? Er, me?

Mr.FF did a phenomenal job blogging for me, didn't he?

On to our trip:

Our flight last Monday, which feels like forever ago now, was EARLY...so early that Mr. FF said it felt like we were escaping in the middle of the night. Oh how I wish I was escaping in the middle of the night for a weekend away with him.

I woke the kids around 2 am and we were on the road by 2:45 for our 5 am flight.

*yawn*

Kids were so excited, I was too.

The flight was not too bad and seeing as I got about an hour worth of sleep the night before, I was able to sleep on a plane for the first time ever. Kids napped too, thank goodness.

My mom greeted us at the airport and we picked up sister and went for breakfast. There was so much talking that I think we annoyed the waiter who just wanted to take our order and move about his day in a timely manner.

Mom had to work, so, we ate and headed to her house.

My only plan for the day was to go to a Cubs game.

I must say, we are not Cubs fans. Well, not really. I'd like to say we are fans of all Chicago teams, but with free White Sox tickets from work, we attend a lot more Sox games than Cubs. Also, Captain Cancel (Ex#2) is a die hard Sox fan, needless to say, Bubba is a Sox fan through and through.

When I laid out our t-shirts adorn with Cubs stuff, Bubba looked up at me and said, "I'm not wearing that shirt."

I explained that this may be our only shot at seeing a Cubs game and that he should just be excited to be seeing a baseball game. He reluctantly put on the shirt.



Tickets were CHEAP compared to tickets to a regular season game! The sun was shining and the temp was a perfect 80 some degrees. It was GORGEOUS OUT...ironically other friends from our area were at the game that day as well. With a few exchanges of text we met up with them.

They greeted us with a ball and marker for Bubba to get signed by the Cubs players. He really enjoyed that, but admittedly didn't know what the heck to do with this "other team" stuff.



Don't ask me who any of these players are because even after getting their autograph I still couldn't tell you their names.



Even through my exhaustion it was a fabulous start to our vacation and one "thing to do" checked off of my list of things I wanted to do for our vacation.

Next time, though, I promised Bubba that we will go to a White Sox spring training game.