One of my favorite stories my father tells is this:
A while back he took my brother and sister to a Red Sox game. Apparently at the time there was a “rule” that children under 5 could not go to Fenway Park. I quickly learned this was no longer a rule a couple years later when I saw a 5 month old at a game. Anyway, that is besides the point. Once my father brought my sister up to her seat she said this, “Daddy, what a BIG playground!” That it is, Annie.
Guilty as charged.
