Fenway

A Big Adventure

It all started with an Instagram ad.

Huh - that’s interesting, I remember thinking. I texted it to Tom as an almost joke – wouldn’t we be crazy if we did this? He immediately was on board and started talking about logistics and I got scared and backed way off. I wasn’t serious! We couldn’t do that! Let me think about it.

And I thought about it the entire way home. And after I put the boys to bed. And it seemed… possible?

So I went back to Tom and told him I think we should attempt it. Because why not. If we failed miserably, at least we’d have something to put in the baby book.

Let's Go Red Sox

Because it's been a while since we've been outside of the house past 6pm.  Because we don't get many "just for fun" outings any more.   Because we need to learn how to do this.  Because when Northeastern has Red Sox/Yankee tickets, you can't say no.  Because even though your son is only two and a half months old, he's two and a half months old and going to his first Red Sox game!  Against the Yankees!  Because we just gave him bragging rights for life.

And so we went.