“Dude!”

On a recent quick trip to Houston on business,

my husband and I decided to pick up our grandsons and take them to an Astros

game.

Once settled in our seats

after buying

4 chili dogs and 2 Icees ($39.00),

2 bags of cotton candy ($10.00),

and 1 bag of roasted peanuts ($4.50),

I ended up sitting by my oldest grandson.

Timeout:

I don’t pretend to understand these prices, but once you have been funneled through

various ballpark checkpoints and someone has dug through your purse to see if you brought in snacks,

I just let it all go.


Besides , we were having too much fun.


So, as I sat next to my oldest grandson,

and we began to quietly talk about the game,

the players,

and the stats posted on the scoreboard,


I had one of my ALL TIME,

LIFETIME,

grandmother moments that I will

NEVER forget.


He turned to me in our mutual enthusiasm

about what had just occurred on the field, and he said:

”Dude! Did you see that?”

And as I kept my eyes straight ahead,

in order to maintain my composure and appear cool and worthy of such an address,

in a

world that had just been turned on its axis,

I nonchalantly replied (tears in my eyes),

 

“I know- right?”