Opening Day

About a month ago, I had a bizarre, yet lovely dream that I was having a baby that looked like Jacoby Ellsbury. I said it was bizarre, but he is beautiful. Anyway, I shared this with Chris and his comment was something like, "is there something you aren't telling me?" Fast forward a month or so...we were shopping this weekend when Chris found a rack of kids' Red Sox gear. He found a shirt for Claire with Ellsbury's name and number on the back. He bought it with the intention of her wearing it on Opening Day, which was yesterday. However, there was one major glitch in his plan. He didn't share his wish with me--the one who picks out her clothes and dresses our child. Oopsie. Consequently, Claire didn't dawn her Red Sox gear. So sad. Chris thought it was intentional. I like to think it was a subconscious mistake.
The situation came back to bite me as Opening Day was postponed due to rain. Claire wore the shirt and her little pink Red Sox hat this morning. However, I had her saying, "Yankees," which put a damper on her Daddy's joy. Ha. Don't mess with me!
Chris wanted to take a picture to send to her Papa--a die hard Yankee fan, but I couldn't figure the camera out on my phone. Perhaps the baseball Gods were looking down. However, my actual camera worked. Here are the photos. Judging by Claire's face, I am not convinced she is pleased with her attire. Maybe we really do have a Yankee fan!!