Y’all know we are moving soon.
Which means it’s time to do all the things we’ve wanted to do, but haven’t.
So Chris jumped online the other night and bought some nosebleed seats at the Red Sox game.
And the boys could. not. wait.
In the 7th inning, they were able to move down to the 3rd base line.
And in the 9th, they moved behind the Red Sox dugout.
They didn’t get any autographs.
Or catch any foul balls.
But you can bet, they’ll never forget their first Red Sox game with their dad.
For more black and white moments, visit my friend Lisa’s blog, The Long Road To China.