The Wallaces: Adventures with Andrew and Austin: August 2014

Spontaneous…should very well be Kyle's middle name. The man lives on spontaneity. I am certainly not complaining and now, thanks to my new position, I am able to enjoy his spontaneous nature a little more and engage in his activities. I will say that some of our best memories over the last 14 years together (14 years...eeek!) have been those that Kyle decided that "let's do something!" on an absolute whim. And this memorable event, well, you soon agree is certainly the highlight of our last minute endeavors.

Tuesday morning, Kyle decided that today was the day that we take Andrew to his first ever baseball game. I was not opposed and knew that this little boy would be beyond excited. We recently bought Andrew an Angels baseball hat. I must tell you that this hat was picked out entirely by Andrew, without interference from us. If Kyle had had his way, Andrew would be wearing an A's hat. But call it the stunning red color or the gold halo that sparkled to his attention, Andrew selected his first baseball hat. He has worn it everyday and I must say, looks absolutely adorable…and handsome…and well, too dang grown up if you ask me.

After asking Andrew if he wanted to go to a baseball game and an enthusiastic yes response (duh!), we were loaded up with tickets in hand and on our way to Anaheim. So why all the fuss about Andrew's first baseball game. Number one, if you could have seen the look on this kid's face when we arrived and the whole day gearing up to said arrival, it would have made this entire post worth it for you but the part that brought mom and dad to tears…it's worth the hype, at least for a proud parent moment or may be one of the items on your bucket list if you are a baseball fan.

Tell me that he does not look so dang adorable. I know I am biased but seriously??!!

Some people go their whole life, attending sporting events and never so much as meeting a professional player or catching a game ball. Leave to our little guy, looking as spiffy as can be, to attend his very first baseball game and in the middle of the second inning manage to catch (with dad's help and the very kind gentleman behind us) a game ball!! The ball jumbled over our chairs and right into the lap of a gentleman behind Andrew. Without so much as even blinking, he leaned over and gave the ball to Andrew. The moment was absolutely cinematic! Andrew's face beamed and with the sincerest (and sweetest) thank you, he said "Thank em" to the kind man! Kyle and I couldn't believe it. Shocked would probably be the more appropriate word, absolutely shocked that this moment just happened for our little guy!

This was such a sweet moment that words will never be able to do it justice. It was priceless!

For the entire duration of the game, Andrew held onto the ball with a death grip. He starred at it and checked his prized possession frequently. He kept his eye on the ball if you will...sorry for the lame baseball pun, I couldn't help myself. Kyle looked so proud and me, well, I was water-welling, near tears disaster to see the looks on both of my boys faces. This was one of those moments that parenthood is all about. Kyle has waited a very long time to be able to enjoy a moment like this with his son. It is truly one we will never forget and one that we will remind Andrew of how lucky he is that he managed to take home a game ball. He is a very lucky little boy indeed!