The other night we went out to dinner with the family (including parents-in-love).
The restaurant was crowded. The wait was LOOOOOONGGGGG. The children were hungry and bored. Our legs were tired.
John, his parents and Lucy sat at the bar and had drinks (not Lucy!).
I took the boys to the car (so we could sit down) and we turned on the radio to listen to the Red Sox game.
Windows rolled down, seat reclined, listening to the calm voices of the baseball announcers, the crowd in the background, the occasional crack of the bat, the organ playing "Charge"...