In the week before our crazy amount of busy stuff to do in April, we took in an opening week Pirates game. It was cold, but fun.
Even better? I realized my kid is after my own heart. She scooted a few seats down and I caught her flipping through the program…and kissing Cutch.
No worries, Arianna. I kinda like him, too.
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