I woke my 4 1/2 year old daughter up with 1:30 left in the game and brought her downstairs to watch the celebration.  It was 11:30 or so my time.  My wife asked me why I did that, I told her I wasn't sure if she would remember it when she gets older.  However, if I didn't wake her I was sure she wouldn't.  One of my favorite memories is banging pot and pans on our front porch in Cincy when the Reds won the series in '90. I was 10 at the time.  I want those same kind of memories for my kids.  (BTW: son is only 10 months so I let him sleep)

So where were your kids, did they get to see the game?