On Friday evening, our 5 year old grandson Gannon had a baseball game. Along with other 4 and 5 year old boys and girls, he plays on the Los Angeles Dodgers, wearing miniature uniforms as they play other 4 and 5 year old children, in this case, the St. Louis Cardinals.
No score is kept, no outs are called and each child bats once an inning, a typical game going three innings. All of the kids are adorable and at one point when Gannon was going to bat, he stopped by the protective chain link fence and smiled and waved to his dad Kevin and me, seated in the stands.
It was just the two of us because His mom Melody was sick and stayed home with his "big" brother Brody, age 7, who was playing video games.
What made this evening special to me aside from the joy of the baseball game, was the time with my son Kevin. It was a time to listen to him and to simply have the pleasure of his company and share the game, even when nothing was said.
Dick
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