July 17, 2012 by CassieCravings
“Mama! Get ‘da ball. Right ‘dere!” His little finger pointed under the couch.
I crouched down on all fours and peered into the dark world that is under the couch.
“I don’t see a ball. I see a sippie cup, but no ball. Are you sure….Oomph!”
Eli pounced on my back.
He giggled, “You’s a horse, Mama! Giddiup!”
Well played, Son. Well played.