We took Uncle Billy to the Astros' game on Sunday.


We checked out Ga's brick on the way in.

Our buddy Dan met us there. He's a Rangers fan, and was very happy that the Rangers beat the Astros. We were a little embarrased sitting next to him, but not too bad.

Uncle Billy took me on a tour of the stadium when I got frisky, and bought me this super cool hat along the way. Sweet. Mama says I've got him wrapped around my finger. Yep.

I was wiped after the game and promptly passed out in the truck.
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