I am pretty sure Cory was wearing an Astros Jersey when I met him, probably paired with the bright orange Adidas shorts he wore religiously the first 8 years of our marriage. As a matter of fact I know he was wearing an Astros jersey because it was personalized with his last name on the back and he corrected me for pronouncing it wrong. Ha!
The first gift I ever gave him was an Astros blanket. We had only known each other a month and I still had so much to learn about him. However, the one, sure-fire, thing I knew was that he loved the Houston Astros. He still tells me that was the best gift I have given him.
The Astros are sometimes a hard team to love. "How 'bout dem 'Stros?" Well they've had more losing seasons than winning. And more times than one Cory has gotten upset and swore he'd stop pulling for them. Oh, but he has a special place in his heart for his 'Stros, and he can't help but be die-hard for them. You see, his very first major-leage game was an Astros game and he hasn't been the same since. It's no wonder he couldn't wait to share the experience with our kids.
The thing about first-time experiences is, they can never really be put into words. The bright lights, the acoustics of cheers sung out from a 40,000 seat stadium, the aroma of hot dogs, cotton candy and peanuts, the combination of fear and excitement every time a foul ball is hit to your section, the anticipation of seeing the train take off every time a player hits a home run....it's enough to send your senses into over-drive, but in a good way.
Now, we knew that Cooper senses weren't quite mature enough to handle all this awesomeness, but we happen to have a 4-year-old and a 6-year-old who would love it! Everything seems even bigger and more magical when you are a kid, right? It was certainly magical to watch!
Hope you enjoy the pictures :)
