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Wed, 20 Jun 2007

Last Minute Baseball Game with Berkeley
Our neighbors Art and Valine called me up today and asked me if I wanted to take a couple of tickets for the Mariner game tonight. I graciously accepted and took Berkeley. We got a late start and listened to the game while we motored along I-90. Berkeley seemed to be listening intently. When the starting lineups were announced he asked me if each of the names were Mariners or not. I explained to him that they go through one team and then the next. Later in the drive, Berkeley heard a name ("Vidro").

"Dad, is Vidro a Mariner?"

"Yes, Berkeley, he is.", I responded.

"Then let's cheer for Vidro, ok Dad?"

(a slight pause)

"Vidro! Vidro! Vidro!" he chanted from his booster seat in the back.

The exchange was humorous to me because I typically watch the games in stoic silence - I reserve my cheers and applause for the big moments in the game... that's just how I am. So I have no idea where Berkeley picked this up from... it's baffling.

After arriving at the Safe, we purchased a hot bag of peanuts, a licorice rope, and the monster-sized lemon-lime soda. We then settled down into our seats and pretty much remained there for the entire game. At the beginning I was shelling the peanuts and placing them in my palm for him to eat. After a couple of innings he wanted to crack them himself. He asked me to help get the peanuts started - I would give a peanut a good squeeze and hand it over to him. Then he would concentrate on prying the two halves apart, picking away the peanut shell to get the nut, and then shuck the peanuts of their skins. He dropped quite a few at first, but got better as the game progressed.

I probably watched Berkeley more than I watched the game... I didn't watch him in the sense that he needed to be looked after, but I watched him in contemplation as an observer might inspect a small beautifully formed flower in the midst of a landscape of chaotic vegetation. I watched his hands and fingers and they fumbled with one peanut after the next. I watched his facial expressions as he reacted to the crowd noise and the ball game being played in front of him. I watched his eyes and beheld the field of view that he was inspecting; it was reflected perfectly in his blue-green irises. I could tell he was enjoying himself. As did I; it was a good night out with my son.

:: Posted by rus on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 11:43 pm
:: Filed under /daily_journal/2007


Random Wednesday Picture
I took this picture today. They weren't doing anything but watching the TV, but I was marvelling at how big they have grown... they both tower over Olivia.

:: Posted by rus on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 11:06 pm
:: Filed under /daily_journal/2007



         

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