Did it happen again?

Recall, if you will, that Mom and Levynn attended a special minor league game at Wrigley Field one night last summer, and a late-inning storm washed out Lev's chance to run the bases.

Well, early last week, Mom stumbled upon someone's blog post about another minor league game at Wrigley. Amazingly, we had not heard of any such thing. Not Mom, working at the Tribune, owner of Wrigely. Not Dad, reading the Tribune's sports section everyday. With tickets starting at $5, hot dogs to be sold for $1, and another promise to run the bases, we jumped at the opportunity.

It just so happened that today was expected to be the hottest day of the summer - 98 degrees, according to the Tribune - after weeks of sub-80 temps. So we were very relieved that we had bought seats under the roof, where it proved quite tolerable.

Of course, with heat like that, there always is the possibility of...





Here comes the storm, Wrigley personnel announce!

Colored wristbands had been given to the kids upon entering the stadium, with each color corresponding to a group. We were in the last group and weren't even in line yet when the grounds crew started rolling out the tarp in anticipation.

But, almost an hour after the game ended, we got on the field!

Dad and Levynn ran ahead of Mom and Lincoln to make sure Lev got out there. So that kind of disrupted our camera strategy, as did the Wrigley sheepherders. ("Keep moving, keep moving!")

But here they are.






Yay!