We here at the Asch household have always been big baseball fans. We do have a bit of a mixed marriage (what with one of us rooting for the Padres and the other for the Nationals), but we still manage to cheer for the Reds together. We admit, it helps that they are in the Central Division.
One of the best things about living in Cincinnati (other than the Graeters ice cream) is the city's great baseball tradition--the opening day parade. Cincinnati always opens up the baseball season at home because it was the first professional baseball team. So, for opening day we packed up the kidlet and went out to celebrate with the city -- it's basically a holiday, with kids and adults alike taking the day off. Miriam liked getting her baseball and looking at the floats (can you see Mr. Redlegs in the background?). The pig (a symbol of Cincinnati) made her so hungry she ate her hand. (We'll talk to her about that vegetarian stuff later.) The parade was a hit and Miriam was exhausted by the whole day and slept all the way home.
On Sunday we took Miri out to the ballgame for the first time. It was a beautiful day (70 degrees) and it turned out that a lot of other people had the same idea we did — we wound up in the nosebleed seats overlooking the Ohio River. Miri made friends with all the Reds fans even though her parents were sporting Padres and Nationals gear. She even participated in her first Wave when Daddy lifted her whole body up! Just as the Reds mounted an amazing 7th inning hit parade (4 runs scored!), Miri decided to try to take a nap. Alas, the roar of the Reds faithful
kept jolting her awake...much to the dismay of her parents. She did manage to fall asleep by the time we sang "Take me out to the ballgame" and we took her out
of the ballgame under the cover of Daddy's Nationals cap (at least it's red). This girl's head is so big that none of her summer hats fit her — that's one big-headed girl, as our Delta kids might say.
We here at the Asch household have always been big baseball fans. We do have a bit of a mixed marriage (what with one of us rooting for the Padres and the other for the Nationals), but we still manage to cheer for the Reds together. We admit, it helps that they are in the Central Division. 
One of the best things about living in Cincinnati (other than the Graeters ice cream) is the city's great baseball tradition--the opening day parade. Cincinnati always opens up the baseball season at home because it was the first professional baseball team. So, for opening day we packed up the kidlet and went out to celebrate with the city -- it's basically a holiday, with kids and adults alike taking the day off. Miriam liked getting her baseball and looking at the floats (can you see Mr. Redlegs in the background?). The pig (a symbol of Cincinnati) made her so hungry she ate her hand. (We'll talk to her about that vegetarian stuff later.) The parade was a hit and Miriam was exhausted by the whole day and slept all the way home.
On Sunday we took Miri out to the ballgame for the first time. It was a beautiful day (70 degrees) and it turned out that a lot of other people had the same idea we did — we wound up in the nosebleed seats overlooking the Ohio River. Miri made friends with all the Reds fans even though her parents were sporting Padres and Nationals gear. She even participated in her first Wave when Daddy lifted her whole body up! Just as the Reds mounted an amazing 7th inning hit parade (4 runs scored!), Miri decided to try to take a nap. Alas, the roar of the Reds faithful 
kept jolting her awake...much to the dismay of her parents. She did manage to fall asleep by the time we sang "Take me out to the ballgame" and we took her out of the ballgame under the cover of Daddy's Nationals cap (at least it's red). This girl's head is so big that none of her summer hats fit her — that's one big-headed girl, as our Delta kids might say.
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These are adorable. I am glad you are making her be a baseball fan too. We will miss you for Chase's big party tomorrow. Thanks for the message.
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