Friday, September 13, 2013

Miller Park Part Deux

Every once in while, the planets align just perfectly and you end up being able to do something that borders on the miraculous.  For us, that happened when we took all three of our kids to a Brewers game where we experienced fantastic weather, uncharacteristic calm behavior from our boys, and then there was the whole thing where the guy sitting in front of us bought Isaiah a baseball, leading to the viral phenomenon that was "The Mystery Man at Miller Park."

To get caught up on what I'm talking about, you can read the original post HERE and then see some of the media fallout from the following days HERE.

It turns out the the stories are true - lightning rarely strikes twice.  The Brewers were kind enough to invite us back for another game where Isaiah and Chad could be reunited and I could offer him the proper thank you that I had missed out on the first time around.  We returned to Miller Park on Sunday, September 1st and we once again brought our entire brood.  Right out of the gate, I'd like to thank the folks at the Milwaukee Brewers for not only making it possible for us to take in another game this season, but also for making the extra accommodations that created a fantastic memory for my family.

There is little that thrills a five year old boy more than being able to walk out right onto a major league baseball field and being handed a jersey with your name on it.  Except maybe walking out onto Lambeau Field and having Aaron Rodgers hand you an autographed football.  Sorry, folks.  Just telling the truth - we are hardcore football people around here!

But Isaiah was still pretty flippin' stoked.  We walked over into the Brewers dugout and got to greet Chad once again, giving me the opportunity to return the hug that he gave me at our first meeting.  As the players emerged for a little batting practice, Isaiah threw on his new jersey....after we convinced him that he didn't have to be embarrassed about taking his shirt off.

Despite the attention being mostly on Isaiah and his reaction to all this, I was really struck by the child-like glee on Chad's face as he leaned on the dugout fence and really took in the experience.  More than once, I heard him exclaim, "I'm just excited to be here!  And all because of a BLOG!"  Believe me, Chad.  I've had several moments where I have shook my head and marveled at the incredible things that have developed from this little corner of the Internet that I call my home.  

Since Isaiah is practically a professional at being on TV now (not really), his interview with the gorgeous reporter from Fox Sports didn't seem to phase him at all.

After our dugout party wrapped up, we headed to our seats and settled in to enjoy the game.

Only, the sun was blazing down on us and within minutes my kids were sweaty and cranky.  Thomas was screaming so badly he would not even chill out when Evan took him on a walk in the concourse.  Micah was sitting in his seat for a grand total of 4.2 minutes before asking, "Can we go home now?" followed by laments of his terrible thirst, gnawing hunger, and other such ailments.  Apparently he didn't take the ginormous bag of popcorn he held in his lap into account before claiming to be starving.

Evan returned from trying to calm Thomas down and proclaimed that it was a lost cause.  He was over-tired, hot, and in absolutely no mood to sit through a baseball game for even 2 minutes, let alone 2 hours.  He decided it would be best if he took the younger two boys home and I stayed for the game with Isaiah.

It was kind of a bummer that we didn't get to experience this game as a whole family, but it really served as a reminder of how these things usually go and it made me appreciate even more what a blessing our August game was.  Really, to have everyone behave so well and enjoy the entire game from start to finish was a very improbable outcome that we were just lucky enough to experience.  For it to happen twice was probably as unlikely as having the face of Kim Kardshian show up in the butter pattern on my grilled cheese sandwich. 

At the same time, Isaiah really got to take in the game in a different way this time.  The two of us spent some quality time together, talked a lot, and he chatted it up with Chad like they were old friends.  In fact, every time Chad got up to go up the concourse, Isaiah hopped right up to follow him out!  I had to remind him more than once to let Chad do his own thing, but he "just really wanted to go with him!"

Isaiah used his Daddy's old iPhone to take photos and videos throughout the game, saying he was going to put them in his scrapbook.  Now that makes for one proud mama.

Speaking of scrapbooking, I made a little gift for Isaiah to give to Chad using some of my Project Life supplies!  I used a card from the digital Rad Dad edition for the left side and then added a 3x4 crop of the original photo from Miller Park.  I mounted it on a piece of cardstock from the Seafoam edition and put it in a picture frame.  Then I gave Isaiah a wet erase marker so he could sign his name.

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 Thank you again to Chad, Maggie, the members of the media community who reached out to us, and to the folks with the Milwaukee Brewers who went out of their way to bring attention to our story and make this day possible.  It made us all so proud and grateful to be involved with a story that spread generosity of spirit and kindness all over the globe through the power of the Internet.

Now I just have to figure out how to put it in my scrapbook so I do it justice.  :)

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