Not the post I was hoping to run tonight, I have to point out. We had Trot's birthday party tonight, and I planned to show some video I took, but this news sort of trumped that. I'll try and get the happy stuff put up tomorrow night.
My Mom actually alerted me to this with a seemingly innocent comment about hearing something on the news. Turns out, what she heard was the prelude to what I posted. I mean, c'mon; you just STOP flying? Just like that? In a blink, my trip to Boston seemed like it was in serious danger of not happening.
Thanks to my saint of a wife who looked at my panicked face and said "Do what you need to do" to my buddy Rob who calmly talked me off the edge, much like a hostage negotiator, and helped me make a decision.
Trip to Boston? Still on, although not quite as cheap as I originally thought. Still, I've got a flight, and thanks to Candaon and hayes, a place to crash for 2 nights. At first, I thought this may be God's way of telling me I shouldn't fly; but c'mon. It's a chance to go to Fenway. I'd regret it my whole life if I didn't go.
Finally, JD Drew hit a 3 run home run tonight in a losing effort to the Blue Jays. For most people, this will go down as just another HR. For me? I'll remember it forever.
See, Rakes was sitting on my lap, about to fall asleep, when JD cranked it. The second it left his bat, Rakes looked up at me, eyes wide open, and yelled "Yay Day D Drew! He hit a Home Run, Dad!" For the first time in his 4 years, he wasn't imitating Dad; he was excited all on his own. As we slapped high fives with each other, it hit me. This was Rakes' Welcome to RSN moment. HE got it, and I realized that for all the headbutting he and I are going to have over the next 12 years or so, we're going to be able to find common ground on at least one thing.
Red Sox baseball. I gotta tell you; it's a pretty good feeling. And yeah, I may have teared up. So what? My boy and I had a "Field of Dreams" moment.
So thanks, JD.
Like Tex said earlier, I know who my next shirt purchase is going to be.