Welcome to the Big League

Nathan started his Georgia (or as he calls it, "Jo-juh") vacation off with a trip to Turner Field to watch the Braves play the Yankees. He's definitely a baseball fan. Even more specifically, I think he's an Atlanta Braves baseball fan! I hope that doesn't cause too much tension between Nathan and his Twins-loving father.

Nathan loved everything about the game. From the hot dog and Chick-fil-a sandwich...
...to the Coke.
And the clapping...
...and the yelling. I must say he really, really enjoyed yelling.
Nathan took on the responsibility of making sure Paw-Paw clapped properly.

I would have to say that Paw-Paw probably paid more attention to Nathan than anything going on on the field.
Paw-Paw and Nathan squeezed their way to the front of the crowd to watch the girls dance.
We called it a night after the fifth inning when Nathan dropped this not-so-subtle hint that he was sleepy.
Here he is on Friday morning, wound up and ready for a beach vacation with Paw-Paw and Lady. I can't wait to see those pictures!

And here are Mace and Hank, worried to death that they are going to be left behind all alone. I swear these dogs are treated better than most kids.
Unlike Mace's spikey new fur growth, Hank has fuzzy puppy-like fur that isn't too gross to touch.