Playing Catch

This weekend the boy and I were in our front yard playing catch with his football.

We were having a great time. We'd toss it back and forth. Then I figured out that he wanted me to throw it to him so he could kick it. Wrong sport, but oh well. Then I drop kicked it and he of course had to try that. He can do it with a regular ball, but a football seems to be a bit more challenging. He was determined though.

With each toss or kick he made he would say "I threw/kicked it fart!"

Each time Carie and I would crack up laughing. Yes Spencer, you threw/kicked it FAR.