Hanging by a thread

After dropping off Avery at dodgeball camp and a little break, I picked up Carson at basketball camp.

One of his friends accidentally bumped him in the mouth but not quite enough ..

The “three amigos” as one parent calls them. Zane, Hudson and Carson, always in motion, impatient for the doors to be unlocked.

After games of pick up sticks, tiddly winks, and Chutes and Ladders, it was time for some livingroom baseball. This game was different. Thais came home but had an online meeting. I was sitting on the couch, Thais’ desk is behind me.

They only whispered, kept silent counts, and had no disputes. The only sound was the thwack of the ball on the pillow or bat.

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