• Welcome To My Kitchen

    Posted by on June 17th, 2011 · Comments (6)

    My seven-year old son likes to listen to the Yankees game on the radio as he falls asleep at night (during the season).  And, in the morning, I usually fill him in on what the final score was, etc.  Related, he’s bummed out when the Yankees have an off-day, weekday day game, or a West Coast late start – as that means no Yankees game on the radio at bed-time.

    So, yesterday, when I got home from work, and I saw him in the kitchen finishing dinner, I reminded him that the Yankees played a day game and that there would be no game on the radio for him. 

    After I told him that the Yankees won in extras, he didn’t seem too bothered by missing the game.   Instead, he wanted to know if the Mets were playing that night.

    When I asked him why he cared about the Mets, he said that they have a “baseball war” in his first grade classroom each day – Yankees fans and Mets fans.  And, since today was the last day of school, it would be his last chance to win the war…assuming the Mets lost.

    Just as we were discussing this, my nine-year old daughter (who had finished dinner earlier) walked in to the kitchen to remind my wife that she needed to wear a Yankees shirt to school today.

    I asked her why and she said that it was “Yankees Day” – on the last day of school – in her third grade class.  (Her teacher is a huge Yankees fan.)   And, everyone was asked to wear something “Yankees.”

    I thought this was interesting since not everyone is a Yankees fan, of course.  And, when I shared this with my daughter she said “Oh, yeah, some of the boys in the class have already said they’re wearing their Mets shirts tomorrow – no matter what.”

    This whole thing is an early Father’s Day present for me.  I think it’s so cool that my kids – and their classmates! – are into baseball.  It’s music to my ears.

    Speaking of things heard making you happy, you had to hear my son at 7 AM today when I told him that the Mets lost on a balk-off.  (Even my wife , who was in the kitchen when I told my son, said “Really?!?” when I explained how the runner came home to end the game.)

    I can’t wait to see the kids later on and see how their last day, and baseball fan fun, went today.

    Comments on Welcome To My Kitchen

    1. clintfsu813
      June 17th, 2011 | 12:55 pm

      This is pretty much my dream

    2. June 17th, 2011 | 12:56 pm

      clintfsu813 wrote:

      This is pretty much my dream

      Six years from now, you’ll have these stories! Unless, of course, that little girl of yours grows up a Rays fan!

    3. clintfsu813
      June 17th, 2011 | 2:07 pm

      @ Steve Lombardi:
      She better the hell not, lol. Yankees I’m not worried about. Its the possibility of her liking the Florida Gators instead of my Seminoles that keeps me up at night. (I’m a Nole, Momma is a Gator)

    4. June 17th, 2011 | 2:26 pm

      Mixed marriage. Always tough on the kids! LOL.

    5. Raf
      June 17th, 2011 | 2:55 pm

      clintfsu813 wrote:

      @ Steve Lombardi:

      She better the hell not, lol. Yankees I’m not worried about. Its the possibility of her liking the Florida Gators instead of my Seminoles that keeps me up at night. (I’m a Nole, Momma is a Gator)

      ‘Canes!

      /troll

      :D

    6. clintfsu813
      June 17th, 2011 | 3:59 pm

      @ Raf:
      Watch it Raf…. lol

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