Went to the second game of the Twins home opener series last night. It was a boring game with a spectacular 9th inning - just the way I like it. The boy fell asleep at 7:30, woke up at 9:30, was perfectly pleasant until the last few seconds of the game when the Twinkies totally pulled it out and people were screaming.
Poor kid. I had him in the front pack, I was jumping up and down yelling and I looked down and the kid had burst into tears. We scooted out of there pretty quickly.
Adorable, no? He kept ripping them off his head.
Circle me, Bert!
"Pay attention! I can catch better than that!"
Early October 2008
Six Months Later
The New PostSecret Book
2 years ago