{"id":3784,"date":"2013-09-25T12:00:24","date_gmt":"2013-09-25T16:00:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/?p=3784"},"modified":"2013-09-24T22:02:37","modified_gmt":"2013-09-25T02:02:37","slug":"lilians-first-red-sox-game","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/lilians-first-red-sox-game\/","title":{"rendered":"Lilian&#8217;s First Red Sox Game"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Lilian had already been to her <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/?p=3740\">first baseball game<\/a>, but a couple of weeks ago, we took her to her first game at Fenway Park. So, you know, it was her first game that really <em>counted<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>Well, it was her first Red Sox game where she wasn&#8217;t <a href=\"https:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/?p=3341\">in utero<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>It was also her first\u00a0Sox\/Yankees game, so we hit all the big milestones at once.<\/p>\n<p>(Big props to my friend <a href=\"http:\/\/alohaphotog.blogspot.com\/\">Dave <\/a>for helping us get tickets!).<\/p>\n<p>It was also Lilian&#8217;s first obstructed view at Fenway. But, hey,\u00a0in my not so humble opinion, you&#8217;re not a real Bostonian until you&#8217;ve watched the Red Sox from behind a pole. Besides, she wouldn&#8217;t know baseball from cricket. And we spent most of our time watching <em>her<\/em>. So, really, they were the perfect seats.<\/p>\n<p>(Plussity plus: they were relatively affordable).<\/p>\n<p>(For Fenway).<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9743960526\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7382\/9743960526_f640c0917e.jpg?resize=500%2C333\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>She&#8217;s not usually big on sitting still, but Lilian was surprisingly happy to sit on our laps.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9741846865\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7291\/9741846865_632477c0ff.jpg?resize=333%2C500\" width=\"333\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9741847213\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7446\/9741847213_e756cfc3c3.jpg?resize=333%2C500\" width=\"333\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I love people-watching at Fenway. Lilian clearly takes after her mother. She had a grand ol&#8217; time looking around and checking everything and everyone out. It didn&#8217;t hurt that she just learned how to clap. She&#8217;s big on clapping these days. Every time a big play happened and everyone started cheering and clapping, she would lose her tiny little mind.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9743961910\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7349\/9743961910_8650355276.jpg?resize=500%2C333\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>She also made friends with the people behind us. They thought that she was the cutest thing ever. I&#8217;m pretty sure they kept her pretty well entertained as well. She was fascinated by them&#8230; especially when they came back in between innings with snacks. They would have happily let her try her first bite of fried dough. But I&#8217;m a mean ol&#8217; Mom and don&#8217;t want her to think that the world is her buffet if only she cranes her neck and makes lip smacking noises.<\/p>\n<p>(It&#8217;s pretty much the cutest thing ever).<\/p>\n<p>(When they offered to share, even<em> I<\/em> had a hard time saying no).<\/p>\n<p>The Sox obliged us with a win, which makes Lilian 2 for 2 in games that she&#8217;s &#8220;attended.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>(Lucky charm?)<\/p>\n<p>(Anyone want to give her some more tickets\u00a0so she can\u00a0keep working her magic?)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9741848011\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7383\/9741848011_157b67ecf5.jpg?resize=500%2C333\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>We brought her down to the field so we could get a decent picture of her in front of the field. We waited patiently while a whole bunch of other people took pictures. I guess our patience paid off, because a security guard came walking over to us and made &#8220;hand your baby over&#8221; motions with her hands. At which point I handed her over. Because: mother of the year. And Lilian got set down on the warning track!<\/p>\n<p>Which just goes to show you: good things happen when you hand your baby over to a total stranger.<\/p>\n<p>She has no idea what a lucky little lady she is.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9743962812\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7342\/9743962812_0698f2fc8f.jpg?resize=333%2C500\" width=\"333\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>At the point where she decided that this was a pretty neat sandbox and started digging around with her hands, the townies behind us started yelling &#8220;grab some dirt! grab some dirt!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Some day, she&#8217;s going to show this picture to her friends, and they&#8217;re not going to believe that it&#8217;s Fenway. Good thing I got a shot from a wider angle.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9743963246\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7388\/9743963246_d2c768ceef.jpg?resize=333%2C500\" width=\"333\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve had a lot of cool things happen in my life. I&#8217;ve been to Europe, South Africa,\u00a0and Nepal.\u00a0I&#8217;ve seen Paris from the top of the Eiffel Tower.\u00a0I&#8217;ve met the Dalai Lama. I guess you could say I&#8217;m a wee bit jaded. But, after Lilian got to go down onto the field? I was as giddy as a schoolchild. I&#8217;m not kidding. I couldn&#8217;t stop telling Kristian how cool it was.<\/p>\n<p>I was a little worried about how this trip was going to go. The game started at 1pm, aka peak nap time around these here parts. I had visions of Lilian completely losing her shit while everyone around us judged us &#8211; both silently and not-so-silently. There were so many things that could have gone wrong. Lucky for us, she was a total champ. She was awake and happy the whole time&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8230; And then we put her in her stroller to walk back to the car and she fell asleep in about 45 seconds.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a title=\"Untitled by hopers, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/hopers\/9743964020\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" alt=\"Untitled\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7447\/9743964020_c097bf8f4f.jpg?resize=500%2C333\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">I think it&#8217;s safe to say, Lilian&#8217;s first Red Sox game was a complete success.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lilian had already been to her first baseball game, but a couple of weeks ago, we took her to her first game at Fenway Park. 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