I have to say, because my kids don't know any different and they've been going to games since they were in the womb, they really are very good when we have to go to sporting events. I tend to sit somewhere where they can move around a little (if possible) and aren't sitting super close to other fans. That back-fired on Thursday.
Halfway through the nite, Brody comes walking over to me and he has something in his mouth. The conversation went like this:
Me: Brody, do you have something in your mouth?
Me: Brody, you're chewing on something, what is it?
Brody: I chewing on gum.
Me: GUM?! I didn't give you any gum. Oh my gosh! Did you get that off the floor?
Brody: No, not off the floor. Off the bleachers.
Me: Off the bleachers?
Brody: Yeah, it was under here (pointing underneath the bleachers).
Me: (freaking out) Brody, that's DISGUSTING! Give me the gum right now!
Brody: It's not disgusting! It's good!
So I, trying not to vomit over the fact that my child was chewing gum that had previously been in someone else's mouth, made him spit it out immediately and just tried not to think about it.
Also at the wrestling meet were two twins boys (they happen to be step-brothers of one of Aaron's baseball players). On the way home I asked Jenna if she saw the boys. She said yes, but she didn't think they were twins. I asked her why not and she said because they weren't dressed alike. I told her twins didn't have to be dressed alike and she said they did, so it looks like we'll have to work on this before the babies get here. :)