Take me out to the ball game.
Take me out to the crowd.
Buy me some
peanuts popcorn and Cracker Jacks ice cream in a helmet.
I don’t care if I ever get back. For it’s root root root for the home team.
If they don’t win (they did!) it’s a shame. For it’s one…
you’re out at the old ball game.
I hope you all had a great week. We sure did! Family runs, birthday parties and a Rockies game. Don’t worry, Ella does not appear to be permanently traumatized by her close encounter with Dinger.