Maymay: Momma? (stops rolling around on the field)
Maymay: Is this where they actually play the football games?
Me: um.....What do you think?
Maymay: Well, you said this is where people watch the Eagles play. I thought that was on the TV's. DO they actually play on this field?
Me: (I'm resisting the urge to drop my head into my hands at this point.) Yes Maymay. People come here to watch them play on this very field.
Maymay: (Smoke isn't quite coming outta her ears, but she is obviously thinking hard.) Huh. That's cool. (And she begins rolling around on the field again.)
About ten minutes later, I noticed a mom pretty close to me yelling at her son to stop running in circles on the field "before someone got mad". I looked up at her and pointed at Maymay happily rolling around on the field. She looked at my kid, looked at her kid, looked around at all the kids in various spinning, rolling, jumping, running stages of happiness....and sat down on the field. She watched her son for a minute, watched my kid, and then thanked me.
Nice to know my kiddo being herself could make it okay for another kiddo to be himself.