Well, my very first Father's Day has come and gone. What a day! Apparently Caleb couldn't wait for Father's Day to start (about 5:30 AM), however his Mama was kind enough take him downstairs and let me sleep in a little more. I made it downstairs to the smell of French toast, that "Caleb" was making with Cheryl's "help". It was a nice breakfast treat to start my morning!

I then was given my first Father's Day present. Caleb got all 3 of us tickets to a Rangers game in September!! I am very excited about taking Caleb to his first baseball game. It would have been great to be a Braves vs. Rangers game, but once we return we will all be getting Texas Rangers hats.

While I will always be a Braves fan and I will always remember the '91 Miracle Season and the '95 World Series, I have decided that I can't live in a place and go to baseball games and not "root, root root for the home team" (unless of course its the Yankees, but I don't plan on moving to The Bronx).

Labels: Fun, Scott