Games, Redux

He has a new favorite game.

Catch.

Because my kid is awesome, he insists that I sit on the couch while we play. He also insists that the small beach ball is the ball that must be used for this game. That ball couldn't break anything even at close range. Even if the thing were being beaten with that ball, it probably wouldn't break. Even if that thing were a lightbulb.

If there's a wild throw (usually mine, occasionally his) he takes off after it, every time. Myturnmyturnmyturn!

Motherhood is awesome.