The kids and I walked to the park tonight. On the way, Adin asked me, "How long until I can marry?" I said, "hmm, maybe about 20 years, at least." We thought for a while. I was curious what or who he was thinking of, so I asked, "What kind of person do you think you'll marry?" He answered, "A nice one." Good answer. We thought for a while. He said, "I have three people in mind. One from Sunday School, one from day care, and one from preschool." I knew who each of those little girls are, and they certainly are sweethearts.
We shot some baskets at the park. The hoops there are really great, you can turn a crank to raise and lower them! We had it about 7 feet up and after a while, the kids begged me to lift them up so they could pretend to dunk. Erik was pretending to be Kevin Love. I don't remember if Adin was anyone in particular, but after many unsuccessful tries at shooting he decided he was a player that just passed the ball to taller players so they could shoot.
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20 years--hmm--if I live to 93,
maybe I could be a great grandma
after all!
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