Mr. Gray got home super early yesterday evening. Add on the extra hour of daylight we gained this weekend, and we had about two extra hours to play. Baby Gray “mowed” the yard, played on his playscape, and rode his bike. Then, in a decision totally unrelated to Mr. Gray’s showdown with Momma Bird, we headed to the tennis court! Oh, my goodness. So fun!
Baby Gray had plenty of room to roam and chase tennis balls around. He was throwing balls, chasing them, and running all over the place. It’s the perfect fenced-in toddler play area!
This was easily the cheapest fun Baby Gray has had in his entire lifetime.
I foresee more trips to the tennis courts in our future.
Specifically this Thursday evening when Mr. Gray tries to back up his trash talking in a match of epic proportions.
Momma Bird knows who my money is on.