But as kids get older, the firsts become few and far between, especially after the teeth start falling and the training wheels are banished. But this weekend, we had a big first, one that, as usual, brought tears to my hormonal tear ducts.
We went to our first baseball game. A Cubs game.
When the seventh inning stretch rolled around, and the entire stadium broke out into Take Me Out to the Ballgame, the kids looked around, completely amazed that so many people knew the song their dad had been singing to them since their birth. When they joined in, my tears started flowing, surrounded by big guys with beer bellies.
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Awwwwww! I love this! And it's good to know there will still be goose-bump inducing 'firsts'... :)
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I love that photo. So much emotion captured. I think one of the things I appreciate is that you can still have firsts even if you're not a kid. Maybe I'm a dork, but I still get delighted by things that are new to me or that I've never tried before.
look at those smiles. very precious moment! thanks for sharing! how was the cubs game?
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