Braves Country

In between days worth of a torrential downpour, the skies cleared up just long enough for us to head down to Turner Field to cheer on the Braves in a big win against the Mets this past weekend.  It was a delightful day, we had wonderful seats, and the three boys were just as happy as clams with their good fortune!

















We brought in a little cooler with drinks and a couple of bags of those Braves peanuts you see at the grocery store, but I knew I was still going to be eating one of those Holeman & Finch hallowed burgers.  They were just as delish at the field as they ever were waiting in line at the “public house”.



After Sunday games, kids ages four to fourteen can run the bases.  We usually do go to a Sunday game each season, but this was the very first one in seven years that we made it through to the end.  Needless to say, they were ecstatic to finally get down on the field and give it a go!



Checking out the Braves dugout…



One behind the other…



Rounding third…



And the home stretch…

 

They received brand new Braves shirts that say “I ran the bases at Turner Field” and certificates.  They seriously did not stop talking about it all.night.long.  If I had a list of must dos for every little Atlantan, this would definitely be on it!  The line seemed to go on forever but it moved quickly and was worth every second of the wait!





It started drizzling just as we were leaving.  I never tire of seeing Old Glory flying high in the sky.



Such a perfect afternoon down in Braves Country!
xoxo