No, it’s not what you think, especially since his once gigantic head is now merely normal for his age. This is about baseball, specifically the San Francisco Giants, our hometown team just a few blocks from our apartment.
Abby, Sawyer, and I went to the game last Friday night, and Sawyer got to wear his new Giants’ uniform. He was quite a hit at the ballpark, even though he was extremely tired:
Over the weekend, we took some better pictures of a much more lively Sawyer:
Luckily, we recently purchased an orange sheet for his bed! We’ll get a picture of his Giants hoodie and his adorable baseball hat (I missed the best part of it in the first picture) the next time we see a game, hopefully very soon.
It just so happened that the Cleveland Indians were playing in Oakland this week, for the first and only time this season, so Abby and I met up with our friend Erin to see the game this past Saturday.
If you have been following along, I think you’ll agree that Sawyer has had quite an amazing run of new experiences these past few weeks. He has become more of a trooper than even I expected, and is seemingly capable of doing (or maybe it’s enduring) just about anything, provided he has a little space to spread out from time to time.
We found our seats and settled in to watch the game (naturally we missed the first inning when four runs were scored). He started out strong, very focused and intent on watching the game:
Shortly thereafter, Sawyer began erping up all over, first Erin then me (so much so that he pretty much exhausted our entire supply of bibs and burp-cloths). Then the Oakland mascot made a mildly obscene gesture at Abby for wearing her Indians hat (no pic of that, sadly). At this point, we realized our location in the stadium was much too loud and disorienting, so we moved further down the outfield line to get some open space around us. Sawyer seemed happier and more comfortable too:
And now we finally have some new pictures of the three of us. Thanks, Erin!
Play Ball!
