Last night I took my son and his friend to the ballpark.
We met some friends there and had a ball. (No pun intended.)
One of our friends is a HUGE sports fan. Epic understatement. These are her cute kids.
When I pulled out my little project and happily set to work my son gave in to panic. "MOM!!! Put that away!! Mrs. Young is going to see you sewing.....at the BALLGAME!!!!"
What?? I'm a quilting nerd. There's no big secret here. He had his form of entertainment, I had mine, Mrs. Young had hers, and we all got to share cotton candy.
Is that so wrong?? :-)
(For the record, the old men behind us sided with my son. It must be a boy thing.)