Father and Son outing #(not sure)

Houston and I got to go to the Astros game last night. We had a blast! We parked at a friends apartment complex (who were gone on vacation) and had good timing to escape out of the gate without being noticed by the security guard. We were basically convicts. We took metro rail to the game. This was really just part of the adventure for Houston. He loves riding on metro.


I had to be really quick to get this shot. Houston was already on his way back. He loves crowd dodging for some reason. If he could choose he would go the opposite way of everyone else.


This was just to good to pass up. I think I mess it up a little by being in the background, but what can you do.


Treats always taste better at a game...or anytime if you're Houston.


This was just too funny not to put in.


Our seats were suppose to be in the upper deck, but as you can see we are very much close to the field. Who is going to ask a little 3 year old to see their ticket when he is at a game with his Dad (rule breakin' yet again...a thug in the making). We were also able to see the only runs scored for the Astros the whole game. It was a 2-run home run by the left fielder (I don't know his name). It hit the deck right above us and bounced down to the people right in front of us. If we weren't in the shadows to much we may have even made it on TV.




It was a good time. Houston got to stay up way past his bedtime, ride on a train, walk past water fountains, go to a major league baseball game, ride on a train again, drive in the dark and look at the stars, and spend a night with his Dad. What more could a little 3 year old ask for? Could it get any better? I submit that it cannot!