Less than one month from her due date, Kris and I wanted to take a break from high chair, crib, and baby bottle shopping. We jumped in the truck for the three-hour drive to see the Royals play the Mariners. We pulled into Kauffman well before the 12:10 start time. We bought tickets and got a promotional jersey at the gate.
We ate peanuts and I talked about Field of Dreams and how I was sure I would make the major leagues until I was cut from my High School JV team. Twice.
The game started, Ichiro came to the plate, the sun moved across the sky, and the innings flew. The Royals scored, the Mariners didn’t, and the Royals scored again. The game didn’t go three hours and we were on the road by 3:30, headed home.
Neither the game nor the drive induced labor, but it gave us something to talk about other than bottles.
Days on the road this trip: 1