A cape, a baseball mitt and duct taped soccer cleats. What more does any boy need to go out into this world?
Our Pokemon (really really old Pokemon played with since my teens were tots) game. Roll the ball and knock out the enemy. Someone always wins and its not me, but I think the rules are made up as we go along?
I love Andrew’s notes. I also love that he changed Fritos to grapes. Do you save all your kid-notes? I do-I throw them in a little box. My mom used to keep ours in her cook book. They are still there.