“Why am I still cold?” my husband just asked me.
“Because we sat outside for over two hours and froze tonight,” I replied.
We definitely love our son. Wes had his first baseball game. The sky was a beautiful clear blue. The sun was shining. Was that beauty ever deceiving! The temperature was 38 degrees with some wind. Brrrrrr. I haven’t taken my sweatshirt off yet. Our toes froze wrapped up in a blanket.
I had packed hot water bottles in a small cooler, heated up the heat packs, and hoped Wesley could stay warm in between innings. Did you know those 8 hour hot patches for a back really do help keep fingers warm? Wesley puts one in his back pants pocket. In between pitches, I kept noticing him slip his hand in his pocket. One of his teammates came over holding a hot pack. “These are awesome. I’m getting one for Wednesday’s game.”
Wednesday, oh, I hope it’s warmer. I love my son, but I would prefer to love him in warmer weather.