It's late and I have to get up early. Okay more of the I have to get up early than it actually being too late; but either way I should be in bed. It's just that we had a good night tonight. It's gearing up to be summer which means it's still light when I get home from work (nothing worse than going to work in the dark and coming home in the dark- stupid winter). Anyways. I got home and took the boys out back to play.
After running (rolling) around a bit Myles decided he wanted to climb and Kaden... Well. Kaden played fetch. With himself. He would throw the ball off the deck. Chase it. Bring it back up to the deck. And. Repeat. What a dork.
After dinner we went on a walk.
I think this was the first time Sophie has been invited since we became a family of five. She did not behave herself. What a bitch.
Fin just rode along.
Lazy.
The boys got mad at their shadows being all up in their business. "Go away!" they kept saying.
Then Myles didn't want me to keep walking. "Red light!" he would say. If I moved, he would put his hands up and say, "stay there!" Then he would run up and push me back to my spot. Finally, he decided I could pass. If. And only if. I went through the tunnel.
Back home we decided to play out front.
Pretty sure Finley and I dominated the family game of "soccer." We did have 9 months of practice. Sorta an unfair advantage. But. We play to win in this family. Obviously.
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