World's greatest 2nd Grade Teacher made my boy's
year last Sunday.
She calls the Boy her walking sports page (with good reason). She is also into sports and her family (including one son in the Girl's class) frequently goes to games.
Sunday morning, she called to tell us she had 4 tickets to the Twins game (thanks to her husband's employer) in. the. TENTH. ROW...... STRAIGHT. BEHIND. HOME. PLATE. And- she wanted to give them to US.
The Boy started shaking- literally.
Did I mention they were playing the YANKEES?
We went. We sat amongst 7 scouts w/ radar guns, trying not to look too out of place w/ our jaws on the floor being so close.
And- to complete the fairy tale, they continued the Boy's streak. Every one of the 9 games he's attended- they've WON.
It was a good day.
Now when do I break it to him that he'll likely never sit that close again... ever? Maybe when he's 30 or so...