The Fresh Cut Grass
We finally got to see Dada throw!
Last time was maybe a month ago when he about took off my shins.
After Coach Pete came, this Mama was too scared to catch anything Dad threw!
And that's a very good thing, considering I've been Adam's catch partner for a better portion of three offseasons and never really feared too much catching him! Now, forget it. Too hard. Too fast. Too low. Thanks, but I'll keep my shins.
We sure had fun watching him though!
Well, at least I did. Amelia was pretty into her bucket of toys.
Can't blame the girl - she's got some pretty sweet ones now!
Our tank top day was just the perfect one for cameras and pictures. Amelia's already working on her selfie game, clearly. That doesn't make Mama happy. Say NO to vanity, Millie! Ha ;)
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