Just a quick follow-up to yesterday’s entry… it appears that I’ve become somewhat of a local sports hero. You see, Emi received a large, purple ball for her birthday this year and she’s just recently become interested in it. She and I were rolling it back and forth between us today and she reacted as if I’d just parted the sea or lifted an X-wing out of the swamp. “BALL!” she squealed each time I rolled it back to her. “BALL!” Daddy is the greatest ball player she’s ever known. It’s good to be the daddy.
is that the sweetest thing I’ve ever read?
Pretty close, my friend, pretty close….