Finding Joy In The Journey

• I am grateful for the 45 minutes it took to park at the bottom of the hill at the zoo. Not only did it give us amble time to enjoy the beginning stages of tail gating, it also allowed us to walk about 1/2 a mile up a hill to get to Rosenblatt Stadium. My butt is going to be so toned...
• I am grateful I am a member of the zoo so I could park then in their parking lot before it was full and NOT have to pay money to park in a scary back yard somewhere.
• I am grateful for the drivers of the Lexus and the Acura who parked so well that I got to test out my parking skills, which are a bit lacking.

• I am grateful I held onto this adorable LSU Baseball jersey that we spent way too much money on when Brennan was a baby. Everybody went crazy over this "Lil Tiger"
  
• I am grateful I have adorable kids, so them pretending to hit a baseball in every single shot is not quite so bad.
• I am grateful Jackson had to go to the bathroom during LSU Tigers baseball practice session, and that we discovered the line for getting the Tigers autographs was pretty long.
• I am also grateful for this because I got to lug Ethan up the stairs just moments after sitting down to rest. I bet that worked my abs.
  
• I am grateful I got in this line so I could get my dad's big LSU Curtain signed by the coaches. If I had been even ten minutes later, I would not have been able to do this b/c they cut the line off after we got our autographs (as in, those people stood in line for almost and hour and didn't get anything for it!)
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• I am especially grateful for the police officer that had to search bags to throw away all food and drinks at the front gate. I am especially grateful that I reached into my bag for him, 'fessing up to the sandwiches, so I could keep the water and snacks that were under my dad's curtain (once again, the curtain made me grateful)
• I was extremely grateful for the above mentioned cop when we were standing in the line during lunch hour, right in front of a pizza shop that did NOT take credit cards. My children ate one oatmeal cream pie (God bless you Little Debbie) and one rice krispy treat each for lunch.
• This leads me to being grateful for having to stop at Wendy's on our way home and reminding me I had an errand to run that was very important right across the street (I had forgotten.)
• I am grateful for Jackson's fresh cut finger nails. It made the scratch marks on Brennan's face less noticable. I am also glad for the nap both boys must take now as punishment for their crimes.
  
• See that big ball in Jackson's hand? I am grateful for the kind LSU fan who was passing them out to all the kids. It was so sweet of him and gave the boys something to play with while we waited. Did I mention we waited a lot?
  

• I am grateful for those balls and the LSU players who signed them. It was funny to watch. The players were like a well oiled machine, sign, pass, sign, pass, sign pass. They'd obviously done this a few times...
• Oh, and I am grateful for the poster I had them sign for my dad. The poster I forgot when I ran into the pitching coach and pulled out my dad's curtain to sign.
• I am grateful for the light sprinkling of rain we experienced walking back to our car. Another fifteen minutes and we'd have been stuck in the floodgates that opened up and flooded everything.
• I am grateful that Jackson had to go potty on his way to the car so we stopped at a port-o-potty and let him go. He was able to learn about compare and contrast as he studied the size of his poo next to the poo already in there.
  
• I am VERY grateful I did not have to throw up (except a little in my mouth) before I could drag Jackson out of that gross potty.
• I am grateful we have the chance to experience events that only occur once a year and at Rosenblatt's second to the last World Series. It was fun (kind of) even if there was a lot of impatient, hungry boys. I am grateful I got to get the curtain that's been around the world signed for my dad, too.