And then slid out the back of them.
We did some jumping.
We played basketball with some friends.
We threw some baseballs ~ 32 mph.
And one of us became a ladybug.
Andrew's in the ladybug class at school.
This was the first year that Adam ran around on his own~that takes some getting used to on my part. I'm finding that this growing up thing is difficult for me. It's hard to let go, even if it's just a tiny bit.