Before Andrew and I had kids, we were at his parents' home for a weekend. We took a softball and our gloves out in the yard and spent a good hour or so just playing catch. It was a blast. I remember his Mom saying, "All you have to do is give Andrew and Andi a ball and they are good to go!" It was true back then and after this weekend I found that it's still true. And we've apparently passed it on to our kids.
On Sunday, after a glorious afternoon nap for each of us,

Caroline and I went into the backyard to see
what the boys were up to.
Turns out B and Drew were in the middle
of a pretty intense kickball match.

It included some fast sprinting around the bases,

high jumps to avoid getting out,
(I was SO impressed with Old Man Sweat's vertical!)

some sweet catches,

and the loss of one old pair of sandals.
It was a fierce battle, but I think B-train
came back to win in the end.
After that, Caroline was up for a few rounds

of "Ring Around The Rosy."

She still doesn't get the "we all fall down" part.

But she thought it was funny to tackle me
when I was down.
Then Brandon proceeded to show us

some of his sweet scooter moves.
Yee haw.
And Andrew's back was feeling good enough

to practice dunking. Woot!
At this point, Whit finally woke up
from her extended nap and joined us

for some volleyball.
The kids giggled at my demonstration

of how to get down to receive the ball
Bend those long legs, girl!

Man, do I miss playing volleyball.

It felt so good to have sore forearms again.
Andrew rounded out the sports-fest with a

three-point shooting contest.
He predicted a run of 10 for 10.
You'll have to ask him how close he got.

Whit cheered for him.
Go, Dad!
Before we finally gave up and went in for dinner,

the kids and I put together a big ol' chalk masterpiece.
We called it the Haunted Halloween Party.
Andrew was drawing his own work of art,

"Don't Mess With Sweat."
Now that's my idea of a near-perfect Sunday afternoon/evening. (I guess it could've been better if dinner would have magically been waiting for me when I went in.) What's yours?