Annikka and I went to the Corvallis Knights (a local summer league team, made up of various college players) game tonight to support her love of mascots - in addition to Mack the Knight (above), the
San Diego Chicken was here. And boy did she get excited about the Chicken, so much so that she's still lying in bed trying to calm down enough to go to sleep.
She got this hat and kept telling me that the Chicken now would think that she was "one of his baby chickens" (one of the skits between innings). She seemed honestly convinced of this, probably because of the people who walked us by saying that she was a chicken.
At the eighth inning, she waited in line to get his autograph.
I think we'll be talking about the Chicken for a while around here. After seeing her excitement, Daddy wishes he was the one who got to go with tonight.
This is a fun age! :)
EDIT: Joel here. It's times like these when I can understand why parents take their kids to disney world - something I could never comprehend before parenthood. Annikka was out-of-her-mind bonkers when she came home tonight and could not contain her excitement; she couldn't wait to tell me all of her chicken stories. Seeing your kid on cloud nine is really fun.
