He was busying running the length of the yard over and over again. Then we took turns kicking a ball back and forth. I was very impressed with his kicking skills. Although, it isn't my favorite sport we might have a little soccer start down the road. Then he found a patch of dirt next to the patio, and he sat down to dig around in it. He emptied and filled the backs of his trucks a hundred times. It felt peaceful to sit with him, and play in the dirt. This went on for a long time until I had to finally force him into the house.
A Warm Day In Winter
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