Nope, we were at the wrong field.
We drove to the correct field and through some miracle, the game was running late so they only missed a couple of outs. On the drive over, the boys were talking about being late and Nate was particularly upset.
He started to say something rude when I pointed out that for SEVEN YEARS, we have never once been late to anything - sports, doctor's appointments, school, trips, play dates, anything. 7 years, 365 days a year, at least 1-2 things per day. Nate got a lonnnnnng lecture and a good math lesson. Jon met us at the field and I went out with girlfriends for a much-needed margarita (he leaves again today, good times).
More importantly, my 2000th post giveaway winner is..... DCAngel!