Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Seven outs
W: We were reflecting the other night about all of our various adventures and outings over the past couple of weeks, and we came to a funny conclusion: we're kind of faking it here on our blog. This "faking it" hasn't been intentional, but we felt that we ought to paint a little clearer picture of our life with the Deuce. You know, come clean, so to speak.
Take a look at the picture below. It's super cute, isn't it? The photo was taken at the Deuce's first major league baseball game. The Mariners were playing the Twins (get it?), so we took the boys to see the action. A day game, no less. We asked a fella standing behind us to snap a photo to commemorate the occasion, and it was all Cracker Jack & hot dogs. Nine innings of pure baseball bliss, right?
But the truth is a little different. Between us, we saw seven outs at most. The boys were good, but incredibly wiggly-squirmy. So between feeding, fitful crowd-roar-interrupted naps, unwanted sunscreen applications, and teaching the fella that snapped the photo below how to hold a camera correctly, we saw a whopping seven outs.
And that's just one story - many of our pictures are just like that. They say that a picture tells a thousand words, but we just want to make sure that we're conveying what exactly those words are. The picture below: Seven Outs. But hey, we're out there doing it (whatever 'it' is), right?
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Thank you for that. I have six-week old twins and I love reading twin blogs, but they make me feel slightly lacking. In blog land, there is no crying (parents and babies), no sleep-deprived psychosis and no fights with your SO. Thanks for admitting that it is not all giggling baby bliss -- although I hope that a huge majority of it is :)