Making memories

When the Phillies won Game 5 on Wednesday night to take the title of World Champions, our son Padraic was up watching the game. He was excited that they won, but I could tell he didn't understand the magnitude of the win. Then they brought out the trophy, and he turned to me in awe and gasped, "Mom, the Phillies won the Piston Cup!" Hey, buddy, close enough. After all, to the under 5 crowd, the Piston Cup is the ultimate prize their heroes can win.

Since my awesome hubby works right at the corner where the celebration parade will start today, he has taken Padraic on the train (no point in trying to drive into Philly today, egads) with him so he can experience the parade, too. Even though Padraic is a little young to fully understand what's going on right now, he's old enough to have this memory with him forever. I am excited thinking that he'll be telling his own grandchildren some day about how the Phils won the 2008 World Series and he was there to help them celebrate their huge accomplishment.

Maybe after today I'll finally have some pictures or video to beef up this otherwise boring, dry blog!