


Last Wednesday, the boys, Todd, Grandpa and I checked out the cheap seats (I had several IowaCubs freebie tiks that I collected at
Taco Bell over the summer) at
Principal Park (home of Sec Taylor field and a Cubs farm team) in Des Moines. The weather was perfect, the Cubs won (11 hits, 5 to 2 was the final score, I think), and Ben and Josiah were happy to be there.
We enjoyed some of the frosty chocolate malts with wooden spoons that I remembered from Iowa Oaks games of my youth, in addition to nachos, and got a kick out of the T-shirt and Hot Dog cannons that made the rounds a couple of times during the game. The sponsored race vignettes caught our (and especially the boys') attention too--both on the scoreboard during the animated QT micro-treats race, and on the field when Tacito and two other snack food mascots raced a silly, knock down, run around in circles race from 1st to 3rd base to earn free treats for some lucky section in the stands. Good, clean, fun and we could almost taste the apple pie.
The weather held out until after we filled the tank with $3.36/gal gasoline (whee!) and pulled onto the interstate. The rain dumped on us just north of Des Moines and lasted for a few miles. We had just passed Ankeny and were considering pulling off to wait it out, when the downpour let up. Great timing!