Thanks to Uncle Asher and Ari, Daddy took Matthew to his first baseball game today, at Nationals Park. It was really neat that this worked out; the opportunity came up at the very last minute, and on most Sundays, Dave's work schedule would have kept him from going. But this time all the pieces fell into place. Such a fun outing for my menfolk! Thank you very much, Spruill fam!
According to Matthew, the Nats played the Mights ("No, the Strongs!"), and Daddy bought him a fuffel cake. And if you choose to believe that the opposing team was, in fact, the Braves, and my son dined on funnel cake, well then, Dear Reader, that is your prerogative.
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