Go Nationals!

We made it to our first baseball game of the season finally Tuesday night.

His aunt and her kids are big Mets fans (it was Nationals v. Mets) and wanted to check out the new stadium, so we tagged along (thanks Sue!!)...as did Pete's mother, other aunt and uncle, and sister. We were quite the crew, especially when we passed Ellie down the line. She got a little tired of this I think.

And eventually she just got a little tired.

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The Nationals ended up losing after a brief meltdown by a relief pitcher. Oh well. It was a lot of fun, and it was nice to get that big "first baseball game" milestone behind us.

The most exciting point of the evening was when Aunt S. discovered Ellie's two bottom teeth had finally broken through! Boy did we feel a little, uh, out of the loop. Who knows how long they'd been there. You check and you check, and she drools and drools and chews on everything, and eventually you kind of stop thinking about it. Sure enough, there they were!

I was semi-successful at getting a picture of them. They're *right* along her lower lip line, very tiny grey lines. You kind of have to see them in person and then look at the picture. But they are there! Good thing she likes yelling right now or I wouldn't have had a prayer of getting a picture of them.