Miles spent a good amount of time rolling down the hill, which was cute until he knocked over some nice ladies beverage. I was proud of Sweet Man, who
made took Miles over to apologize despite his embarrasment and tears (Miles, not Sweet Man's though there was that one moment...)
Believe it our not, we even watched the game and root, rooted for the home team and stuffed our tummies with lots of silly foods that only taste good at a ball field.
I am so glad we did not stay home and do something sensible, like mop the floors or fold the laundry.
Think of what we would have missed...