Mama: Let's go to a Dodger game.
Papa: Okay. Should we go to a day game?
Mama: I think Boylee is old enough for a night game.
A few weeks later there was this:
Papa: I got the tickets. And it's a Friday night game, so there will be fireworks afterwards. Let's not tell Boylee in case he can't stay awake that late.
Mama: Okay.
Simple, right? Just Papa, Noni, Boylee and I going to a baseball game on a Friday evening.
But what it turned into was anything but simple. Here's a little preview:
More to come!
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