Even though we don't live in the Bay Area anymore, Giant pride is in our blood. After a good dental check up for the kids---no cavities (yay!) we all met up at Damian's for dinner and some world series excitement. Unfortunately they didn't win, but we still have one more chance tomorrow and we are hopeful. Three world series in five years would be pretty miraculous. Marcus delivered a candy gram for Noah and his hurt chin. I love this tradition. It would be nice not to be injured, but this makes it a little less awful.
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