Thursday, May 22, 2014

A Bar Mitzvah of sorts

My husband's family is dutch.


Some stereotypes hold true to this beloved group...


...one of them being routine. 

Schedules. 
 
Traditions.


You could set a clock to their routines.


Every spring, the men-folk in the family take a day off work,

(this is, in and of itself, newsworthy.  The men in this family are born and bred workers)

pack up a tail-gating lunch,

and head to the Big D for a Tigers game.



There's a rule....


...the grandsons have to be 10 before they have the option to go.


A. has been waiting since he was 6 to go.


And his day finally arrived.







So...here's to another rite of passage, little man! 








It's kind of like a bar mitzvah....


only so much better.




(and also GO TIGERS!)

1 comment:

mrsmarkdave said...

Is this at your house? I see a deck in the background.