Day 3,015

The Squat

Park date/catch time!

First time ever: this old lady was catchin’ a little bit of Daddy flat ground work. Meaning? Mommy squatted like a catcher while Dad practiced throwing fast balls and curve balls from 60-something feet away. Scary? Uhm ya. Doing it again? Uhm no. Well, maybe. Yeah, possibly! Probably? Ok it was actually fun but Adam said that he would break by face and teeth and shins and knees if he actually threw to me like he would throw a flat ground to his teammates. I concur. But...I DID catch some curve balls of which he wasn’t expecting me to catch. Probably because they curved?! Yeaaaaaah baby! Curving Conley curveballs. This could be good guys. 

Really Mom?!

Really!

And just like Daddy, Amelia’s wheelcart (cartwheel) is on the verge of greatness too!



Wooooo!

We’re a happy group of Conleys. 

Especially after yesterday’s park date. And especially especially after last night’s golf cart parade date outside on our sidewalk with neighbors!