the worst bet

Pop-Pop (my dad) had a long-running bet with his dad on the Red Sox-Yankees rivalry. Whoever's team was ahead in the standings at the end of the season won. With the exception of a handful of years in the 1980s, my father always lost. Year after year after year... it was the same old thing. And then, as you may recall, in the early 2000s the Sox got good again. Really good. And in 2004 they won the World Series! But, as you also may recall, the Sox were the wild card team and came in second in their division to the Yanks. So even though the Sox won it all, my dad did not. Same thing in 2007. World Series Champions, but not on top of the AL East. After my grandfather passed away earlier this year, my dad and cousin Dave (Roth - we have a plethora of cousin Daves. Or is that "cousins Dave"?) made a new bet on the Red Sox and Phillies. I remember my dad laughing at what a dope Dave was. I guess it was karma and the Phils won their division while the Sox yet again won the wild card spot. So once again my dad is a loser. So then they made a follow up bet on the playoffs and here we are, the Phillies are ahead in their series 3-1 and the Sox are behind in theirs 3-1. Poor Pop-Pop.

I noticed that Nate understands what eyes do. For example, if he wants one of his stuffed animals to look at something, he'll put the something right in front of their eyes. Pretty cool! A couple of days ago Nate said, "Duckie watch ballgame" and then did just that. (Too bad the game stunk.)