{Baseball}

All settled in for a relaxing Friday night of watching movies, my son approached me, glove in hand, and asked me if we could go play ball. Unfortunately, it was pretty wet outside due to the rain we received, so I suggested we play Saturday or Sunday when it should be warm and dry. Not sure what reaction I would receive, I braced myself {this is what the "trying 3s" does to a parent!}. To my surprise, my son said, "Let's play pretend baseball!" and threw an imaginary ball at me. As I caught the ball with my makeshift invisible glove, I smiled at his resiliency and creativity. Who knew a pretend game of catch could be as much fun as the conventional norm??