Well we had experience of your lives yesterday. Rich, the boys and I were invited to go see the Boston Red Sox play against Toronto at Fenway Park. Good friends of ours have a luxury box for a few of the games over the course of a season. One of the games they invite friends and their children. The room is fully stocked with everything you can imagine.
We got there just in time before the game started. It is about a two hour drive for us to get there from home. Since the room is inclosed with seats for 16 people the kids are free to roam. Making for an enjoyable time for all parents. When we arrived they were putting name tags on all visitors to the stadium that day. Knowing the kids would get a kick out of wearing them we proceeded to tell them our names. I said my name was Sarah. She asked if that was with an "H" and I said yes. Walker, looking quite concerned said that isn’t how you spell your name. I said well… how do you spell my name? He said "M – O – M – M -Y". Needless to say being corrected by a five year old can be humbling. I am sure this is a first of many.
Peyton did a lot of pointing to the field and getting very excited over the view. Peyton would go grab a chip and proceed to do the "Happy Feet" dance down the alley. He is quite talented for a 22 month old.
We started to leave just before the end of the game as to not get stuck in Boston traffic. We almost made it out without a hitch. We only made one wrong turn this time. We were back home by 7:00 pm. As always I asked Walker what his favorite part of the day was and he said, "Watching the game". He then said that when Uncle Doug gave him cotton candy was a very close second choice.
As always we have a wonderful time with these close friends of ours. We thank them immensely as we were able to give our children an experience that they will never forget. Not to mention we will never forgot ourselves. Everyday my children amaze me. Walker went up to our friends and said, "Thank you for having me… and the cotton candy." I hope that these lessons that he has learned will carry him through his lifetime but I know when they get older things may change as children can get more difficult to mold. I take what I can, when I can, and be thankful.
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