Yesterday I stumbled upon some really good tickets to the Twins game, so I gave them to Mike and Colton. They had a great time.
When they first got there, a man and his kid were sitting next to them and the guy looked at Colton and handed him a baseball. Apparently, they were there during batting practice and happened to get one of the balls that were hit up into the stands.
Then as he was enjoying his huge ice cream sundae in a Twins hat, a guy accidentally spilled his beer and got some on Colton. He felt horrible and offered to buy him a new sundae as a few drops happened landed in his ice cream. Mike told him not to worry about it, it was an accident (truly it was - it wasn't as though he was hammered and poured it on him). A few innings later the guy came back with a bag of cotton candy for Colton.
Then on the way home, the following conversation took place:
Colton: Dad, why did that guy and his kid give me that ball?
Mike: Well, he said that they already had one. Remember what mom and I tell you about sharing or giving things to other people? It makes you feel good to make somebody else feel good.
Colton: I feel bad for people that don't have anything. (this said as they were driving past a few homeless people holding up signs).
Colton: Dad, I can't wait to have kids so that I can teach them what you just taught me. And I can tell them about what we do. Oh, and I'll teach them about Kirby Puckett and Herbek too.