Hey Cincinnati- Go Reds!- Henry.

As our final celebration for PawPaw's homecoming, we headed down to the 'Nati to see the Reds take on the Phillies. PawPaw has never been to Great American Ballpark and we're always looking for an excuse to see a good game.

Unkie Adam came along to see how a real team plays. He even wore a red shirt, despite being an Indians fan (though you can't really call yourself an Indians fan if they fail to produce a real team- oh snap!)

Our big surprise for PawPaw was that we got him up on the scoreboard! No, that's not him on the KissCam. If you click on the picture to enlarge it, you'll see that the red marquee under the upper deck says "Welcome home, Col. Tris Cooper."

He was pretty surprised.

It was a great night for baseball. The Great American Ballpark sits right on the banks of the Ohio River and it was a nice cool night.

Papa tried out PawPaw's new fancy binoculars.

The best part of the night? June and I were totally well behaved!!! GG and GG brought me a Cars activity book with one of those special markers that makes pictures appear. And the whole book involved me coloring in about 40 tiny squares on every page to solve a puzzle. I was so excited about the book, I sat still in my seat for 3 hours and didn't give anyone a problem. (Thank you, thank you, thank you GG and GG!!!)

I did make it a point to look up when my favorite player- Joey Votto- was up to bat. Nice swing Joey!

And I stopped to point out when barges floated by.

Here's the stinker we were really worried about. 3 hours after bedtime and we didn't get her her own seat? No worries though! Thanks to the last minute decision to bring her nukie and blankie, June spent the entire evening cuddling Grams, Pawps, and Unkie while munching on peanuts. All in all, a great night for 2 kids up really late past their bedtimes!

Here we are after the 7-3 victory. Even though I forgot about my usual baseball bribe- a blowpop- Mama let me have it on the walk home for being such a good boy.

After this picture, someone told mama that she was a real trooper coming out to the game 22 months pregnant. Mama thought that she didn't look so bad, but apparently she's hit that point in her pregnancy, because a lot of people are starting to saw things like that to her.

We took off from Cincinnati to try and get a few hours of driving in before we stopped. It was a very big night, because we actually paid for a hotel room- something that rarely happens to the Turners. Since we got there after 1am, mama and papa told Junie she could sleep in the big bed with me. But at 6 am we woke them up with the surprise that we had both wet the bed. (Pretty impressive for a girl who just had her diaper changed at 1 am. But almost guaranteed for me when I'm up late.) Good job on a great mattress pad, Comfort Inn. But it also meant that mama and papa's bed got two more for the next 3 hours. Not quite the way we wanted our special hotel stay to go. At least they had a waffle maker at breakfast.