Dawson LOVES wall ball. He is addicted. He plays it every day at school and every day after school against the side of the house. He prides himself in practicing and definitely thinks it helps his skills on the blacktop. Today he was playing wall ball in front of the house and his ball was run over by a car. He came in the house sobbing like a pet had died. He cried harder about that wall ball than he did about his fish dying (which didn't even warrant a blog post it was so uneventful). I told him we would get him another one and he said I wouldn’t know where to find one. I said sure I would, I bought the first one. He said – “no you didn’t mom, Santa brought me it”. HaHaHa – oops!
Jason made an emergency trip to Target the next day and when Dawson came home from school he was surprised with a brand new wall ball. Happy Days!
Jason made an emergency trip to Target the next day and when Dawson came home from school he was surprised with a brand new wall ball. Happy Days!
Kyle and Dawson...one of the great benefits about having a friend who lives right next door.
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