Buy me some $3.25 Cracker Jacks.

We've lived in Fort Wayne for two years now. It seemed like it was time to act like a local, so we went to a TinCaps game. No, that is not a misprint. The name of the Minor League Baseball team in Fort Wayne is The TinCaps. You may wonder why (or you may not wonder why, but I'm going to tell you anyway). Johnny Appleseed is buried in Fort Wayne, Indiana so they are kind of obsessed with him. Any of you who have seen this (Jennifer, Michelle, and Kimberly...I'm talking to you), you will remember that Johnny Appleseed wore a pot on his head. Hence the TinCaps.

The baseball field is downtown which is actually kind of cool because you can see the city skyline downtown.

You can also see the giant net that was protecting us getting hit in the face with a baseball. 

Connor had a total blast at the game. He ate the food, sang the songs, dreamed of catching a fly ball, had absolutely no appreciation for how much a soda costs, and charmed his way into some cotton candy.  

Sophia had a pretty good time too. She was mostly in awe of everything going on around her and stayed up until 11:30 pm. This was amazing considering that most nights she is begging us to go to bed at 6:45 or so. 

After the game we watched the post game fireworks which weren't as spectacular as those after a Royals games, but since I only paid $21 for all of us, I couldn't really complain. Then Connor begged us to stay even longer so he could run around the bases. It was worth it when I saw his smile.

Going to the game was a great way to celebrate the fourth of July, have a ton of fun, and mark one more thing off our Fort Wayne to do list before Ben gets his call.