Tonight, while I grilled hamburgers and watched Trot and Rakes championship wrestle on the trampoline, I had an epiphany. Or it could have just been the 95 degree temperature combined with the 400 degree heat coming from the grill giving me hallucinations.
Whatever it was, the following went through my head.
The Sox go on a 10 day road trip and before Monday they had a record of 3-4 on the trip and were coming off a 4 game set in Seattle that sort of set the "2010 Suck Meter" record.
Sunday at church, Trot gropes his teacher. Monday, the Sox win.
Monday at Vacation Bible School Trot causes extreme havoc and Tuesday the Sox win.
Yesterday, he sets off the Fire Alarm causing mass panic and Wednesday the Sox win.
Today, he was sort of normal which is OK considering the team has the day off tomorrow.
Would it make me a bad Dad if I taught him how to say "The Seven Words You Can't Say On Television" by tomorrow?
'Cause the Tigers are coming to Fenway on Friday and I don't want to mess with the mojo.
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