The Short Kid’s home with me today. We didn’t get home last night until pretty late and I like the school staff too much to spring a tired, cranky kid on them. So I get to keep him.
We went to Providence with some friends to see our Monarchs play the Providence Bruins. (Important distinction there: Providence Bruins, AHL team for the Boston Bruins.)
Of course, we’re fans of the big Bruins and SK loves getting souvenirs, so I caved and bought him a P-Bruins hat. Which he wore with his Monarchs jersey. Then the Monarchs scored, so he put the Monarchs hat back on. Sneaky little hat-switcher.
Then it was time for dinner and things got even more exciting. Despite Patriots football being my first and forever love, I’ve never been to Foxboro. (We will be going to a game next season. I don’t care what gets sacrificed. It’s happening.) But on the way to eat, Gilette Stadium came into view and the Short Kid and I might have gotten a little excited. There was screaming and pointing and a lot of terrible pictures taken out the window.
But it got better! The Red Robin that was our destination was in Patriots Place, so LOOK!
That’s my kid wearing a Providence Bruins cap with his Monarchs jersey right in front of the Patriot’s stadium. You know how crazy people get about standing in front of Graceland? This is our Graceland.
It was also our first time in a Red Robin and one of our friends let me dip a french fry in this little cup of awesome called “campfire sauce” to try it. I totally stole it. (He was okay, though, because he stole his fiance’s extra.) Seriously? I wanted to order more food so I could have more campfire sauce. According to Google, it’s just mayo, BBQ sauce and some chipotle powder, but it tasted more awesome than that.
So…the short’s home today recuperating and there’s a very good chance tomorrow will be a snow day thanks to the 8-14″ forecast to start falling tonight. That’s a lot of bonding time, but he’s promised he’s going to pretend I’m actually at an office and not bother me. First hour and a half? I’ve heard “Hey, mom” about eight times already. But that’s okay because we were at Gilette Stadium!
Hockey, football, great friends and campfire sauce. A day for life’s highlight reel.