Yesterday le lovely boyfriend and I got to hang out with my co-workers in a private suite at the Brewer's game. It was the Brew Crew vs. the Pirates, a team we beat 20-0 the week before, making U.S. history as the biggest shut out since 1901--or something ridiculous.
Co-workers have children, children love Adam. I came back form the rest room to find this little baby sitting on all 243 pounds of Mr. Grimm. She climbed up there herself and was staring at him with googly eyes, probably how I looked at him in that dingy bar the first night we met (haha).
Hey babe, you're putting in daddy practice a little early. So precious.