John went on another baseball trip a few weeks ago to see the Cincinnati and St. Louis stadiums. (Only 3 stadiums left to go) About a week or two before he left he comes home from work and says that he is going to get the baby the best gift when he goes on the trip. Obviously the first question I ask, is what the heck is he buying for our baby in Cincinnati? John says "no, not Cincinnati, it's actually across state lines in Kentucky." Then comes question #2, "what the heck kind of baby gift comes from Kentucky?" John then asks if I know what is in Louisville, KY and it finally dawns on me... the Lousiville Slugger Factory. Sure enough, John returns from his trip with a Cole's very first baseball bat, complete with his name engraved on it. And because John is really just a big kid himself, he also got himself a bat, with both his name and the Cubs logo engraved on it. When I asked him why he didn't get the Cubbie logo on the baby's bat, his answer was that he "didn't want to shove it down his throat." Right, like our baby is really going to have the option to be anything but a Cubs fan. That'll be the day....
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Seriously Laura, this blog is the cutest thing. Your musings crack me up. It would be blasphemy if poor Cole chose anything other than the Cubbies. Like anything other than Yankee blue and silver, or Cowboys blue and silver for that matter, would be allowed in our house!
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