On Thursday, I told Daniel all about Mark Buehrle's perfect game. I took care to explain what a perfect game means, carefully describing the number of batters, no walks, etc. I told him that the last perfect game pitched at the major league level was a few weeks before he was born. Daniel listened to me very intently and I thought he was very interested. But the very second he could tell I had finished, he quickly asked Julie for more servings of dinner.
Julie and I both laughed as it was so evident where Daniel's focus had been. At least the lessons on manners are sinking in enough for him to let me finish before asking for more grub...
No comments:
Post a Comment