Mother's Day

Justin used his "Blue Crew" fan club tickets to take me and Grandma to the Dodger game this afternoon for Mother's Day. He was very proud to pull out the tickets and "pay" for us to go in. We even got free lip gloss and red roses. The Dodgers were winning until the 7th inning when the Astros did some great hitting and ended up winning the game 8 to 5.


The best part of the experience was a bonus we weren't aware of until last night...on Mother's Day they allow the mothers and children to go in through the Center Field gate and parade around the Warning Track (the strip of dirt around the edge of the field). Justin got to slam himself against the padded wall pretending to catch a high fly ball, pretend to swing a bat on the Dodgers on-deck circle, see the dugout from just a few feet away (what a mess!), and walk on the sunflower seed shells that the players had spit out during the game. Who knows, maybe we brought home a little of Russell Martin's DNA on the soles of our shoes.

Justin let me open my present yesterday because he just couldn't wait. My card had a sticker badge for me to wear today that said "The Amazing Incredible Super Mom," and he had picked out a sterling silver necklace with two connected hearts. The big one is me, he said, and the little one is him so that we can remember each other. AAAWWWW! I forgive him for everything he's ever done.

I guess that's what Mother's Day is for...to remind you that it's all worth it.