We sat in the dirt parking lot as it poured down rain.
I pulled Judah into the front seat with me to nurse him. Levi climbed onto Ryan’s lap.
We thought we’d eat our pad thai noodle take out and hope the rain let up. Only we found that the Noodle Box forgot to pack us forks.
It was the only Sharks game of the season and Ryan is an avid Sharkie. We’ve missed the game three years in a row previously so this one was kind of a big deal. Tickets had been purchased a month before as Ryan’s birthday gift from Levi and Judah.
Soon the rain turned into a fine mist. We thought we’d brave it.
It was already 8:00pm, an hour past the boys bedtime. The game didn’t even start until 8:30.
Either we’re insane, or we’re really fun parents we thought.
Let’s go ahead and call it an adventure and give it our best go.
Into the stadium we went.
Levi loved the big screen and the fireworks that went off every time the home team (Cowboys) scored. Ryan loved watching his team win.
He also loved the fact that he could take his boys to the football… even if Levi wasn’t interested in the slightest.
The rain held off the entire game… and began again as we walked back to the car.
Our boys got to bed by 11pm that night. We ate noodles in public with our hands. There was even a celebratory McDonalds milkshake stop on the way home.
Crazy parents or not, we sure did have some fun.
Q for you: Are you a sporting fan? When’s the last time you did something like go to a live game?
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Adriel also writes (using spell check!) on motherhood and parenting at The Mommyhood Memos.