at the table

Now we are five at the table.

He’s still dining on fabric books, wooden teethers and the like.

Dave treated himself to a solo ride the other night, so we took dinner outside to the Field of Dreams, a truly dreamy place where folks play field sports surrounded by the trees and mountain critters.  Only problem is the elk scat that has to be dealt with before games.  A delightful problem to have, if you ask me.

We played catch (E-man’s preparing for T-ball) and G-man kept score.  I am not sure how the scoring system worked, but it was certain that E-man always won the most points.

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