tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post4612823735489175675..comments2009-05-04T16:45:01.428-05:00Colleen - Mommy Always Winshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06642830408176398204noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-90699728280787085912009-05-04T16:45:00.000-05:002009-05-04T16:45:00.000-05:00Oh we always took our daughter everywhere, too! She was born our first year in grad school, so we were young AND naive!Herb of Gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10226221709279544399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-83923474118345642892009-05-04T13:04:00.000-05:002009-05-04T13:04:00.000-05:00LOL! We took our new baby everywhere! Too funny :)Eli's Lidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08313149543341762081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-71524266609605998392009-04-30T22:08:00.000-05:002009-04-30T22:08:00.000-05:00Great story. We have a very similar story about when we tried to take Ali to the movie when she was 3 weeks old. Um, yah, not a great idea. And, the people sitting next to us let us know it!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12899081561673203205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-77239873536458760512009-04-28T12:53:00.000-05:002009-04-28T12:53:00.000-05:00He just needed to get acclimated, that's all. He was probably wondering how long it was going to take you to get back to your seat.LceeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024392628362568010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-26866488928296658162009-04-28T11:43:00.000-05:002009-04-28T11:43:00.000-05:00You make me smile since I dragged Mr.T to a Timber Rattlers game when he was about 2 months old. He nursed through nearly 4 innings.Green Girl in Wisconsinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08116763577809935670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-82760998796206707422009-04-28T11:27:00.000-05:002009-04-28T11:27:00.000-05:00That's awesome. I probably saw the Cubbies as a baby. It's part of my earliest memories. That and always wanting ice cream, souvenirs, peanuts and to go to the bathroom about every 15 minutes. Fun times for my parents, I'm sure. ;)maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17084143630207764529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-71493354231794280672009-04-28T08:45:00.000-05:002009-04-28T08:45:00.000-05:00Alexis was 9 months old when she went to her first Pens game, and instantly she fell in love with hockey. She's up to 7 games in 3 years so far.Burgh Babyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09123901504643963583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-75147462471174848402009-04-28T07:56:00.000-05:002009-04-28T07:56:00.000-05:00I have friends who swore that once they had a baby they would continue to live their life the way they had, going to the gym, nights out etc etc....guess what?<br /><br />While I was heavily pregnant with Alexander I went to the Newcastle Football matches. I got a special lift pass - could never have walked up 21 flights of stairs! And sat with all the noise while Alexander kicked every ball inside me. He loves football now!Tismee2http://www.blogger.com/profile/18106355662727253470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-1125236397503665032009-04-27T21:28:00.000-05:002009-04-27T21:28:00.000-05:00Best story I've heard today LOL. I was the exact opposite when I first had Gavin. Got a baby? Nope cant go shopping. Got a baby? nope i cant come over.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17497642612648877950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-68697267169481933822009-04-27T16:49:00.000-05:002009-04-27T16:49:00.000-05:00Boy you were brave. Good for you. If you don't try to take the kids places you would never go anywhere.Secret Mom Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18409014239711206789noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-80386285077790846792009-04-27T15:50:00.000-05:002009-04-27T15:50:00.000-05:00You should post your acceptance speech for that years Mother of The Year Award.WeaselMommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01695797746467444304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-74247717964153976032009-04-27T15:03:00.000-05:002009-04-27T15:03:00.000-05:00GOOD for yoU! lol<br /><br />I took a ten-day old to the opening show of Titanic many years ago. :)Nicole O'Dellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502962603831947123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-3484940840000653202009-04-27T14:55:00.000-05:002009-04-27T14:55:00.000-05:00It's always a laugh riot when you look back at when you were new parents. We do the same thing. :O)Melisa with one Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14252498482861679154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8197179663823770853.post-62587202634359473252009-04-27T14:14:00.000-05:002009-04-27T14:14:00.000-05:00I know someone who tried something even crazier. They took a 4 month old baby to a drag race at a dirt race track in the middle of July (105 in the shade). The wife, who was a friend of a friend actually listened to her hubby when he said it would be fine. Needless to say, she wasn't speaking to him when they got home.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120194114782677530noreply@blogger.com