Raindrops keep falling in baseball land

Friday, JimJim and I went to the Museum of Science to go to see the baseball Exhibit. After that We met up with Aunt Jo to go to the Red Sox. The Blatt's were also at the museum of science and Jacob came with us to Fenway. One of the pictures shows the little buggahs looking through the window at Little chicks being born out of the eggs. I remember when I was little watching the little chickies come out of the eggs.
At Fenway it started raining and never stopped. We sat in the Pavillion seats and they were awesome. It was so comfortable just sitting with my feat on the seat in front and looking down at the green monster. They didnt even need a game. We werent getting rained on so we could relax. Earlier when we were at the baseball exhibit at the Museum of Science, one of exhibits had a clip of James Earl Jones from Field of Dreams when he was talking about Bazeball(I love the way he said bazeball) and how people will come to the diamond just to look and dream. Its hard not to compare that scene to us just sitting there staring at the left field wall while the raindrops keep falling and no game is being played in front of us.
Most of the time Jimmy and Jacob stayed at the railing dancing and feeling the drops come from the roof above us. Jim kept going to the bathroom every couple of minutes and Jacob kept talking about the lightning that he would see in a distance and how the rain looks like it will stop shortly. The clouds were dark and darker above us. They told us how boring it was but it didnt seem like they were having a bad time at all. If you plopped a table in front of us and served us some drinks I would think that the atmosphere was better than any other restaurant could provide for us, even if the food was served in recycled brown pizza boxes.




went to the museum of science first with the blatts