
It didn't start out good and it seemed to only get worse. We were supposed to arrive for a 3:55 game. We were hoping to arrive at Turner Field around 3:00-3:30. We, of course, were going to have to park, drag them both through the stadium, find our seats, and then get up to (I'm sure) go to the potty and get something to drink. Andy and I didn't want to miss first pitch. Lemme just say, I have been getting kids and diaper bags ready to go places for 3-1/2 years now. I really fell behind on this one. We didn't leave our house in DALLAS until 2:45ish. Then, and only then, did we realize that no one had eaten lunch yet and we didn't have any cash for parking. So after stopping at McDonalds for lunch and swinging by an ATM, we finally make it into Atlanta.
At 3:55 when the first pitch was thrown we were sitting in traffic that stretched all the way around Turner Field looking for parking. Because we were in a truck, not a car, no one would let us park. We FINALLY (after 45 minutes) were able to find a lot that had room. $30.00 to park. I still have NO idea how Andy was able to get his big truck into the teeny tiny space that we were given.So we unload, walk to the stadium and start to look for our seats. We had seats in the Lexus level and I assumed it was on the bottom level. Andy tried to tell me otherwise, but I didn't listen. After about 30 minutes of walking around the stadium, we finally find our seats...which are taken at the moment. We had to get the usher to "usher" these people out of our seats. They were great seats and we thankfully were in the shade. Before 5 minutes is up Lacey needs to go potty and is thirsty. Zachary is fussy also. Andy pops a bottle in Zach's mouth and goes to get Lacey something to drink. By inning #5, we were on the verge of a double kid meltdown.
Long story short, we arrived in our seats in the 3rd inning, we left in the bottom of the 6th. And we spent over $50.00 in parking and drinks, not to mention the price of the tickets. It turned out to be a great game (we listened to it on the radio on our way home)
All things aside, we all were able to spend time together as a family. Most of the time we are all being pulled so many different ways that even on the weekends we aren't all together.
I am sure 20 years from now Andy and I will be sitting in our old rockers laughing about the whole situation. I think we may need to wait a few more years before trying another "family outing" like that again.