Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We had a grand old time at the baseball game yesterday, eating peanuts and popcorn, slathering sunscreen on our faces and arms, and for the finale, running around the bases after the game.  The little grandsons thought that was fun, and they saw the mascot and his mother.  It was Breast Cancer Awareness day, and both teams wore some hot pink, and five hundred survivors marched the field before the game.  Our team lost, which is part of the tradition.  We have so much history in the ballpark, going back to when me oldest two kids and I went to celebrate the champions of the World Series, in the early seventies.  I'm quite the loyal fan.  But let's face it, I people watch, debate getting a lemonade, chatter to my family and this time to the two and three year old squiggles.  They both did very well, with only a seventh inning stretch to the kids room for a break.  We were all exhausted from the sun and trudging around from the car, to the car, to the field, around the stadium.  It was well worth it.  Summer is upon us.