Take me out to the ball game

 For as long as I can remember, Chris has refereed to us at the family of Giants.  I assume this comes from the fact that he and I are both tall, we have a 110 lb dog, Rocco, and a 60lb lap dog, Adriane.  Once the boys came along, they were immediately included in the family title, not only through heredity but also by 'carrying' their own weight and being on the bigger size (for twins) at their birth.  It seems only too fitting that we moved to California and landed squarely in Giants territory.  Of course Chris and I quibbled over whether or not the boys would be loyal to our home town teams, but taking it as a sign that we were meant the follow the Giants, we committed to being Giants fans (as much as you can commit, by buying shirts and hats!)  To sweeten the deal, the Giants have a minor league team that plays in San Jose, only 20 minutes from our house.  We went to a game a few nights ago and we are hooked!  The minor league games are SO family friendly, complete with local ice cream, craft beer, pitching and hitting games, and a bouncy house. What more could you want, really?  We enjoyed explaining the game to the boys, letting them cheer at the top of their lungs, and feeding them some of the nicest stadium food I have ever seen.  It was great fun and we will be back!  For now, they boys are enjoying wearing their Gigante hats and singing "Take me out to the ball game" as many times as they can!