Finally, after months of anticipation, the annual SF Giants Dog Day of Summer is upon us!
We've been waiting for this day since before we even had a dog (it crossed our mind to borrow someone's dog just so we can join in before we had Bryson). It's a super fun day for human and pooches where they get to watch the game, catch fly balls and eat hot dogs together, and even participate in a parade around the field and say hi to the players just before the game. How cool is that?
It's a beautiful day for a parade, and Bryson thoroughly enjoys being in the lime light. But his clumsy mommy can't quite juggle keeping Bryson in the frame of the video camera and watching my step. So when someone yelled "Look! Bryson's on the Jumbotron!", I turned around, tripped magnificently, barely caught a glimpse of Jumbo Bryson with that Jumble grin on the Jumbo screen, gaped in awe, and completely forgot to take a picture of it. So sorry to disappoint you, but you won't find a picture of Bryson on Jumbotron here... (but trust me, it was awesome!!!)
So 6th inning rolls around, the Giants sucked, Bryson looked tired, and I needed to grab a bottle of water. Jacques kept stalling, saying that we shouldn't leave yet, and tried to persuade me that I wasn't thirsty, blah blah blah... and then it hit me, something was up... I looked around, and saw this birthday message above from my lovely family on the Jumbotron! OK, I'll admit it, that was pretty awesome. (I love you too!!)