The final day of our trip and the boys got to do something very cool. They got to compete at Patriot Stadium. A big deal if your a New England Patriots fan, which thanks to their dad’s, all our boys are, and once a year the stadium runs a series of kids races inside the actual stadium. Such a cool idea. However, just like our adventures in strawberry picking, it was a hotter then hades day, and zero shade meant nowhere to hide from the baking sun and sweatifying heat. But the event was so well organized and all of the kids races went off smoothly and rapidly, which helped keep the potential for heatstroke to a minimum and made for a happier stadium experience.
Inside the stadium, with the finish set up right on the 50 yard line.
Challenging Detail No.1: The races happened to be scheduled right in the middle of Keane’s afternoon nap, and I knew him not getting his middle of the day rest was a risky business that could leave me struggling with a very tired and emotional toddler. And I was correct, it did.
Here is said tired and emotional toddler.
Challenging Detail No. 2: The minimum age to compete was 3 yrs old, but when registering the boys, my sister-in-law Dinara, skillfully danced around the minor detail of Keane only being 2. So when they called all 3 and 4 year olds to the line, Keane took his place, albeit emotionally, next to his cousin James. James gives the thumbs up that he is ready to race, while Keane does his best to process what is actually happening.
The gun goes off and James it out.
At one point I was sure Keane was going to refuse to participate, but the little guy took it on, at his own pace.
James was the winner (Go James!) and after he crossed the line he waited to cheer Keane on and give him a big post-race high five.
A local photographer takes a photo of the 3 boys. James and Keane proudly wear their medals as Paul awaits his own race.
Paul competed in the 6 and 7 year old age group and here he is, storming his way to victory.
Patriot team mascot (Pat the Patriot) with our 2 champions.
And with momma and Keane.
The brother-in-law (Uncle Mookie) with all of our little competitors.
Even though he was way to young to compete, Cullen played an amazing supportive role.
Now that is a lot of Doyle boys right there.
Paul & Keane
Dinara and Cullen.
The boys, chillin in the stands.
Keane gets his second wind just in time for us to leave.
Back at the house Paul and James play a little baseball with Pa.
While Keane has a blast in a post rain puddle.
Nothing but joy on the face of this baby as he watches his brother River Dance in the puddle.
Paul, James & Keane, all rocking their team jerseys.
All the boys, together on the last evening of our trip.