“League rules say we have to switch around positions but mainly first and pitcher. Do you play?”
“I like to hit the batting cages whenever I can.”
“Benjamin,” Susan yells out, “come here.”
After throwing the ball one more time to Carter, he jogs the rest of the way to us.
“Honey, I have some people I want to introduce you to.” She pauses, looking over at us.
Carter joins me again, holding my hand as we both anticipate his reaction.
“Benjamin, I’d like for you to meet your birth parents, Evangeline and Carter.”
“Carter? That’s my middle name,” he says, surprised.
We all chuckle as we wipe the wetness from our eyes. “Yes, it is, bud,” Susan replies.
Benjamin slowly walks our way, looking at Carter and then at me. “You’re tall,” he announces to Carter, making us all laugh again.
Susan speaks up, “He’s the tallest in his class, and he always wondered who he got it from and how tall he will be. It’s an obsession of his.”
“Yes, I’m six-three,” Carter says with pride.
“Did you hear that, Mom? Six-three. I’m going to be huge!”
The laughter that fills the area is contagious. Leave it to a little boy to break the tension or the anticipation of a scary moment and make it like it’s nothing more than figuring out how tall he’ll be one day.
