might be one of my favorite traditions

Though last year's baseball game was a lot easier than this year's, in sharp contrast, this year's Blue Angel's experience was SOOO much easier.  Last year, I was lugging a stroller with a boy that didn't want to be contained.  I was unsure of where I was going, and my small town kids were still not convinced that strangers were scary and they should stay next to me.  This year, we got there later because of a vet appointment for our now 12 year old rapidly declining dog.  We pulled right up to the parking lot and just happened to pull in next to our neighbors.  

No standing in a security line, no folding  "1 handed fold strollers" that are smarter than this two handed person nor the 3 closest patrons resulting in a stroller rolling around in the bottom of the bus; most importantly, no nervous nellie mother.  We were all happy and calm.  

Don't be fooled by the next 2 pictures.  These were fleeting moments.  Most of the time, the kids were running around with lacrosse sticks, snacks, or poorly executed gymnastics until a mom felt the need to point out the F\A -18 hornets flying REALLY loudly overhead.  Clearly, the noise did not alert the children.  

Sometimes I question the return to babyhood that will be us in a short 5 months:).