Plan B

Dan called in the afternoon.

"Hey, I was just given free tickets to the baseball game for tonight. Do you think the boys would want to go?"

Me: "Hey boys, do you want to go to a baseball game tonight?"

Tyson: "Yeah! Me! I want to go!"

Preston (jumping two inches off the kitchen chair he was standing on): "Ya! Baseball! Shoes on Mom!"

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Later that evening I piled the boys into the car each of us wearing our favorite baseball hats.

We drove to meet Dan at work. When we arrived he informed me that some of his customers just showed up and he lost one of the tickets. Lame.

So, I broke the bad news to the boys. I told them we could do something else instead.

They opted for a trip to Cold Stone.

They look really sad about missing that baseball game, don't they?