It was the big man's 30th birthday. His dad wanted to take him to a Braves game...and the big man invited the little man to join him.

I told him he was crazy (and wonderful), but he insisted that spending his birthday evening with Jacob, his dad and his brother Garrett sounded great. So he loaded Jacob up and took Marta (Atlanta's railway) to the ball park. Let me say that again, he took a 2 year old on MARTA. By himself! Carting Jacob's carseat and a backpack full of Jacob's stuff on his back. What a man, huh?
Jacob was dressed to kill in full Braves attire (thanks Shayleen!).

Jacob had a seat, but I guess 30 pounds don't keep those seats open very well! Check out that mouth as he tries to keep it open!

They even got there early enough to watch batting practice.

Jacob was a P-I-double-L for his daddy (apparently they had quite a wrestling match) but he was a dream for Papa and Unkie Garrett.



The funniest detail of the evening is how much Jacob ate. Pizza, hot dogs, peanuts (poo-nuts as he calls them), soda, nachos...he truly got the full ball park eating experience.

He even got a taste of Papa's hand for good measure.