Marcy has recently been overcome by writers block, I think she is having too much fun blogging with all of her creative Etsy friends.
Winter hasn't started yet and Brighton and I are feeling cooped up. Every night Brighton pulls on my shirt and says, "Get up Dad, I want to play ball". So up I go and we play ball on the living room or sunroom floor. He doesn't care if we are crowded, just as long as he can "kick the ball higher". I still remember all of the fun we had playing ball outside in October and can't wait until March or April and we can go out again and play on the muddy/wet grass. I guess as long as he has fun and mom isn't home to see us getting dirty, we will be ok.
- Dad
Winter hasn't started yet and Brighton and I are feeling cooped up. Every night Brighton pulls on my shirt and says, "Get up Dad, I want to play ball". So up I go and we play ball on the living room or sunroom floor. He doesn't care if we are crowded, just as long as he can "kick the ball higher". I still remember all of the fun we had playing ball outside in October and can't wait until March or April and we can go out again and play on the muddy/wet grass. I guess as long as he has fun and mom isn't home to see us getting dirty, we will be ok.
- Dad
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