When we got back from DC, Zach's sister Angie was in Phoenix for a wedding so we got to spend a few days with her doing fun stuff. It felt like our vacation just kept going... except for the killer heat. We went to a Diamondbacks game. It was Jimmy's first baseball game so of course we had to let him eat a hot dog (not like it was his first... he would eat them everyday if I let him). He learned a little more about baseball and kept telling me, "Pitcha...throw ball," amung other pieced together phrases about balls and bats and hitting. He did pretty well seeing as he was still adjusting to a time change, but he really prefered to spend most of his time at the kids play place. Oh, well. He also was excited because we got to ride the light rail (aka: "the train") to the game. Just watching them go by is fun enough so actually riding them is extra cool.