Jack and I played football in play room today. It was sort of cold out, and just because actual athletes have to go out in freezing temperatures doesn't mean we have to.
It's easy to crack Jack up in this game. Pretending not to look is a good one, and still catching it. Letting it hit me in the head and then making a silly face is another crowd pleaser. Throwing it back almost as fast as I catch it, playing one off the wall...all good fun. And usually he wins, in part because I'm playing one-handed and it's tough, and in part because I'd hate to win and miss out on his silly, booty-shaking dance when he wins.
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So I"m putting Kate to bed, and I thought I'd try again to tell her I had a nice evening with her. So I said, I had a nice night with you tonight, Katie.
"What?!!!!"
I had a nice night with you tonight.
"What are you TALKING about?! Night?!"
Sigh. Good night, Katie.
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