Noah discovered an interest in, as well as a little talent, playing baseball this summer with his daddy. So I got the two of them a couple tickets to the last home game of the season for the Nashville Sounds last night. It probably wasn't the wisest move for a momma to make on a school night. But, boy, did he have a blast at his first ever real sporting event. He got to watch the big boys play real ball. He got to hug and high-five the tiger mascot, Ozzy, which took no small amount of adrenaline and courage. He got his mitt signed by one of the players. He got to eat his body weight in popcorn and coke. And he got to hang with his favorite person in the world all night. And, bonus, he got to stay up wa-a-a-ay past his bedtime.
It was all enough to make a young boy go looney. :) Clearly.
quoting Rebeka, "I love that kid!"
ReplyDeletehahahaha!!!!!!!!! I LOVED that post! What fun having a boy is! Can't wait for those times for us!!!! (though it will not happen on a school night!) hehe.
ReplyDeleteHe is one compact scoop of ice cream. Love him. Could eat him whole.
ReplyDeleteSchool night. Shmool night. I say let him live it up with his dad. ;) You only have one chance to make memories together!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Elizabeth - school nights are so overrated. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is just PRICELESS!
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