PawSox

We made our annual trek to see the PawSox on Sunday, only this year the Cahoons had to bail on us (to go to China!) so we took Grandpa and Uncle Kenny instead.







And thanks to social media, we could taunt Aunt Tricia with our batting helmet ice creams even though she was resting at home.



Uncle Kenny looks like he's tough enough to be a dad. He successfully kept a five-year-old occupied during a very long, (boring, losing) baseball game.



To pass the time, Audrey and I stalked Paws all over the ballpark.



Sadly, even though Bob and Kenny donned their rally caps, it wasn't enough to help the PawSox win.



After the game, the kids ran the bases.



It was a great day!