The Opposite of Bliss

Every story has two sides, so it only makes sense that after a perfectly enjoyable day on Saturday, it would be too much to ask to have it followed by another perfectly enjoyable day on Sunday. We had bought tickets to the Mariner's game on Sunday and were excited to take the kids since we had so much fun last year. We took the train down to the stadium and while I'm sure this isn't true, it felt like someone was whining about something from the time we left until the time we got home. My two "favorite" complaints were a) Addy was complaining as we were leaving this stadium that she never got to eat a hotdog even though I offered to buy her one no less than 10 times and she kept saying she wasn't hungry. b) Cameron was bored around the 4th inning and said he wanted to go play so I took both kids to the play area where they threw and hit balls, got free bats and backpacks and got ice cream. When we came back to our seats and it was the 7th inning Cameron complained that we missed too much of the game.
And of course the Mariners lost, it was fitting for the theme of the day.