Early in June, we packed up both girls and took them to US Cellular to see *MY* Chicago White Sox play on a (somewhat) chilly Friday night. As some of you may know, the Elmhurst Parrillos are a split household. Yep...that's right. I grew up a White Sox fan, while Nat grew up rooting with her Grampy for the Cubs. (We all know who is right!?!) Both Nat and I have agreed to a truce in terms of influencing the girls towards one team or the other. That doesn't mean that their Aunts/Uncles/Cousins haven't tried, though! (Thanks, Sisi!) Nat and I have taken Ellie to a few minor league games, but this was both of the girl's first MLB game - and because we're suburbanites and made last minute plans, it was far easier to think about going to see the White Sox (the good guys!) play. Papa would be proud, right? We all had a great time. I taught Ellie the economics of bringing in your own massive bag of peanuts that you buy...