A Major League Game
A Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful men in my life - being a father is such an incredible gift... and the kids and I are so grateful to have a dad like Chris in our lives. So... I took Sterling out to celebrate! No, we had tickets to a Padres game, and it happened to be on Father's Day. I was, I do believe, the only "madre" at the Padres on Padres Day, but I can live with that!
We had a blast. Sterling is truly one of the most fun dates I've ever spent time with. He chatted away the entire time, full of questions, possible answers and total conjectures, as is his way. Everything we did - from hitting at the batting cages, to calculating the speed of his pitch (27 mph), to buying a hot dog and singing Take Me Out to the Ballgame - was done with enthusiasm and gratitude. He was engaged from the moment we arrived, and cheered each and every hit. I confess I managed to read a bit of my weekend reading - Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone - during the down times (I had forgotten how long it takes to change out a pitcher).
Walking hand in hand with my boy - a future father, Lord willing - to and from the game, I felt very blessed. And then we went home and loved on the best dad we know.
1 comments:
And my dh said I was the only one that took a book to a ball game! Thanks for vindicating me with this post.
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