We had a great time in Florida last week. It was Brooke's third time, and seemed a little more fun because it was by far the most interactive and alert that she's been down there. She did a good job on the flights. There was some crying, but most of it was by me when they lost my luggage (we got it back by noon the next day).
Brooke really seemed to have a good time in the pool. It would appear that she's catching on quickly to her mother's love of warmth and sunshine.
I'll end with what I think will become a classic Brooke story. We went to a spring training game while down there and sat in the lawn. This was during Brooke's nap time and she was just about out when the beer guy came by and bellowed, "Beer Man!" Cue Brooke's pouty face and, about 2 seconds later, full-on wail. The entire section around us begain booing the beer guy. He commented that it was the first time he'd ever been booed. Every time he came by after that, he whispered. You can see from the picture how tired and "over it" she was. Pretty sure we'll wait a little while before her first White Sox or Cardinals game.
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