G took J to the baseball game last wednesday night. I couldn't believe it when they didn't get home until 10:30. I had no reason to think that J would last the entire game. G said that she did great... she watched the game, ate a hot dog and cracker-jacks, drank and entire bottle of water and picked Fred-bird out of the crowd. She was so pleased to tell everyone about her fun. I think having dad all to herself made it even more special!