The evening news
Each night, before Amelia goes to bed, she recounts the events of the day to her parents. When Amelia has done something especially exciting or fun, she'll talk about it for days. Every night since Sunday Amelia has been talking about our trip to see the Oakland A's. Her favorite part of the trip may have been the ride to the Colosseum. We decided to take BART from Dublin for this ball game, and Amelia has been talking about riding on the white train ever since.
But that isn't the funniest part of the story. You see, as the game moved into the seventh and eighth innings Mike noticed our daughters becoming a bit tired. Three hours is a long time for a toddler and a baby to sit at a ball game, after all. Oakland was down two runs, and daddy wasn't optimistic about a come-back so he suggested we leave early. I hate leaving games early and I don't ever want to give up on my A's, but I felt he had a point. I knew the girls were tired and the crowd heading out to the BART trains would be crazy, so we left in the top of the ninth.
As we waited on the train platform, we heard news about the end of the game. With two men on, two outs, and two-strikes, Marco Scutaro hit a walk-off home run. I bet the crowd went crazy...Hard to know from the adjoining BART platform.
Mike felt really bad and apologized repeatedly for our having missed the end of the A's game. I was a little disappointed, but the main thing for me is that they won - no biggie.
Well, that night as Amelia was recounting the events of the day she said something that surprised us, "We missed it." Amelia knew that we had missed the end of the game and something cool had happened that we didn't see. Monday night, she talked about the game again (starting with the train ride) and stated again, "And we missed it." Mike felt guilty every time Amelia brought up the fact that we left early. Tuesday she reminded us again. Last night, as we were talking about the events of the day Amelia stopped, leaned forward, and said directly to daddy, "And we missed it."
Mike and I laughed and laughed. I'm so surprised that Amelia understands the situation so well. I don't think we'll be leaving any baseball games early in the future (barring something strange happening).
Lisa
But that isn't the funniest part of the story. You see, as the game moved into the seventh and eighth innings Mike noticed our daughters becoming a bit tired. Three hours is a long time for a toddler and a baby to sit at a ball game, after all. Oakland was down two runs, and daddy wasn't optimistic about a come-back so he suggested we leave early. I hate leaving games early and I don't ever want to give up on my A's, but I felt he had a point. I knew the girls were tired and the crowd heading out to the BART trains would be crazy, so we left in the top of the ninth.
As we waited on the train platform, we heard news about the end of the game. With two men on, two outs, and two-strikes, Marco Scutaro hit a walk-off home run. I bet the crowd went crazy...Hard to know from the adjoining BART platform.
Mike felt really bad and apologized repeatedly for our having missed the end of the A's game. I was a little disappointed, but the main thing for me is that they won - no biggie.
Well, that night as Amelia was recounting the events of the day she said something that surprised us, "We missed it." Amelia knew that we had missed the end of the game and something cool had happened that we didn't see. Monday night, she talked about the game again (starting with the train ride) and stated again, "And we missed it." Mike felt guilty every time Amelia brought up the fact that we left early. Tuesday she reminded us again. Last night, as we were talking about the events of the day Amelia stopped, leaned forward, and said directly to daddy, "And we missed it."
Mike and I laughed and laughed. I'm so surprised that Amelia understands the situation so well. I don't think we'll be leaving any baseball games early in the future (barring something strange happening).
Lisa
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