So despite not having a great last week or so, health wise, I took my wife and son to the ball game today.  Not only was it Donna’s mother’s day gift  (she got a hat, too) it was Mike’s first baseball game.  He had such a good time and was such a good boy.  He cheered on his own.  Did the wave.  Ate a hotdog & a pretzel.  The Mets won, too.  We’ll have to frame one of the ticket stubs from the day.