It's our first full day home. We all were in bed by 7pm, but we're still pretty worn out. I anticipated a nice lazy day at home, resting, recovering, not wearing real pants, you know.
Until my phone chimed.
Calen's first baseball practice of the season is tonight.
Of course it is.
So off we go, packing away the hockey gear for the summer, and pulling out the baseball bag. I had joked to Brad that we needed to exercise the moment we got home from Hawaii due to all the crap we ate, and here we are.
So, Calen stepped onto the field (his first practice of his last year of Little League), and I went and walked 5.5 miles on the track.
Welcome home, anyways.
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