Okay, so this wasn't really my idea — months ago, Adam started talking about how the Red Sox were going to play at home on the afternoon of his birthday, and wouldn't it be great if we could go. But his birthday also happened to fall on Grace's first day of school, and for months I insisted that I absolutely must be present to pick her up — it simply wouldn't be fair to not be standing outside the classroom door at then end of that momentous morning. So after a while, Adam quit mentioning it. And after a while, I realized that Grace would probably survive — and eventually forgive me — if her Nana picked her up instead. So I secretly bought tickets, cleared the time off with his boss, and accepted the gracious help of my mother, who was willing to spend the day with a potentially devastated four-and-a-half-year old and a mommy-centric two-year old. When I showed up at Adam's office on his birthday and handed him the tickets, he was speechless — literally — for several minutes (and we all know that rendering Adam speechless is no small feat!). Needless to say, he was excited once he got over the shock of the surprise, and we headed to Boston. The game was exciting, the Sox won, our seats were great, and the weather was perfect. And to top it all off, our four-and-a-half-year-old dynamo was completely unfazed when she walked out of the classroom and saw her Nana. A surprise indeed.
Travelingjenny 
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