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Six Sentence Story: Share

Linking up with Ivy's Six Sentence Story prompt for this week. The cue is:  Share.

Anticipation filled the stadium, as the visiting Minnesota Twins warmed up in Anaheim's Angel Stadium.  Kirby Puckett, Greg Gagne, Kent Hrbek, Dan Gladden--all of the favorites were on the field.  The young family settled into their seats, high up in the stands.  The mom handed out snacks to keep the baby occupied, then turned her attention back to the game.   A "No, thank you" alerted the mom to the soggy mess of a gummed graham cracker her blonde-haired cutie clutched in her outstretched hand. Fortunately, the person in the next seat didn't seem to mind, the damp snack was forgotten, and everyone went on to sing about peanuts and Cracker Jacks.  


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  1. I loved this story both for the baby's sweet desire to share her snacks with the person sitting next to her, and for that lady's gentle refusal rather than being upset by the mushy offering. Kindness is always a blessing, in every situation.

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    1. I was also glad the offering wasn't anger-inducing! :-)

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  2. Never wear your best clothes at a sporting event but always take tissues for occasions such as this or when your team loses!

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  3. I was that person. Here's my cleaning bill! Only kidding - I was two seats away!

    My Silly Six Sentences!

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  4. The innocence of children in their giving is so amazing. Children are born to be loving and kind, if we don't teach them the opposite.

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  5. Great story! I can picture this happening. :-)

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  6. I resist your efforts to start a mind-worm in my head... I don't even follow baseball! lol (oddly enough that statement is not correct. I actually listen to the college baseball games on the (local) college radio that I enjoy. go figure

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    1. I wasn't even thinking of that possibility--sorry!

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  7. When mine were little, i always appreciated sitting next to baby friendly people. Now mine are grown, so i try to be the baby friendly people!

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    1. I know I've mentioned to young moms before that I have 5 grown kids, and can just see the stress melt from their faces when they realize that their childrens' behavior isn't upsetting me. :-)

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