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Thursday, April 4, 2013

Brown Nose Points

Though I've never ever seen football players cut the grass or re-line the field after a game, I can't say the same for baseball players. Following every home game my son and his teammates hit the field one more time to tidy it up. Mostly they rake dirt, which I don't understand and assume is some kind of coaching strategy to harden them into men.

The other night, while waiting for him to finish his maintenance duties, my daughter observed that my son was among the few who jumped to action every time the coach barked. "Why does he keep going out there?" she complained. "I'm ready to go home. Can't some of the other players do something?" Only 11 years-old, her attention span for baseball and its varied rituals isn't much longer than mine.

"He's doing what his coach wants him to do," I told her.

She responded, "Yeah, but nobody else is. He ought to go in the dugout and flop around like everyone else."

Well," I said, "he's trying to earn his brownie points."

"He's doing what?" she asked.

"He's earning his brownie points."

My daughter inhaled deeply. A huge smile spread across her face. Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm lost by the close of the first inning. "We're having brownies for dinner tonight?" she exclaimed.


8 comments:

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Kimberly said...

Your son is such a good kid to do the work!

That's so cute - and that's what I'd be thinking if I were her. Sounds like you have really great kids!

Jo said...

How funny. Did you explain or didn't you bother just yet?

JO ON FOOD, MY TRAVELS AND A SCENT OF CHOCOLATE

Lucy Adams said...

Thank you, Kimberly.

Jo: I laughed, then she laughed. The laughter faded back into silently contemplating the busyness on the baseball field. Then she asked, "So, are we?"

I love the child's innocence. I'm waiting on further explanation.

Susan Kane said...

Sooo, did you make brownies? Will she ever figure out the reference??

Lucy Adams said...

Susan, I didn't. She probably thinks her brother didn't earn enough brownie points.

I've probably scarred her for life. Someday she'll tell her therapist how hard her brother worked to get brownie points and how her mother thought it was never enough.

William Kendall said...

I can see that appointment twenty years down the line with the shrink, Lucy....

Lucy Adams said...

And the tell-all memoir to go with it.

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