I don't know what a Brewer is and my Mommy and Daddy said I don't need to know until I am 21 and probably not even then. I wanted to fit in with the other people there so I asked if I could wear something to support the home team, and my Mommy and Daddy reluctantly agreed.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Weekend in Milwaukee Pt. 2
On the last night of our visit to Milwaukee we went to my first baseball game, between the Milwaukee Brewers and Cincinnati Reds.

I don't know what a Brewer is and my Mommy and Daddy said I don't need to know until I am 21 and probably not even then. I wanted to fit in with the other people there so I asked if I could wear something to support the home team, and my Mommy and Daddy reluctantly agreed.
I don't know what a Brewer is and my Mommy and Daddy said I don't need to know until I am 21 and probably not even then. I wanted to fit in with the other people there so I asked if I could wear something to support the home team, and my Mommy and Daddy reluctantly agreed.
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