By the time I got back out off the playground, the ball was at the bottom of the hill and had crossed the street. I went after the runaway ball. After I had gotten the ball across the street my brother rolled the other ball down the hill. Finally we got home with both balls. We had a great time.
Mom: After an early dinner we walked down to the school. Stopped at one of my favorite trees in the neighborhood and took a picture of the two boys underneath it.
Both boys climbed on Snorkel. Eldest shot baskests as youngest talked to everyone there and climbed all over the playground equipment. Lovely, breezy evening in late June.
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