The boys got a poolside basketball net. I fear they'll never want to come inside again. They're all varying degrees of brown now and yet I'm not allowed to play because they're too rough. 'Rough'. Yeesh. Seriously?
To make it up to me they bought me a giant air mattress stuffed with LED lights that change color.
Which sort of makes up for it but I figure all I need to play basketball with them is one of those inflatable sumo suits, because protection + buoyancy. Right?
No. Lochlan laughed at the visual though.
This feels just like that time in high school that I demanded to play touch football with them and they also flatly refused.
Henry is allowed to play basketball (and football) with them, however. Henry is six-foot-two now. I wonder how tall he'll be by Friday at this pace. Henry got his second driving lesson this week, courtesy of me this time. I tried not to laugh when I realized his knees were up on either side of the steering wheel. I told him the wheel adjusts, we'll change it.
Only to discover the wheel? IT ONLY GOES DOWN.
Lochlan said afterward that Henry can learn in his truck from now on.
He was learning in your truck. This time I laughed out loud. Lochlan is five feet, nine (or ten) inches tall on a good day. He can rest his chin on my head with good clearance, it's not like he's short. Henry's just...almost Jacob-sized. Really, really huge.
But he's a good driver, at least. Appropriately terrified. Just how I like new drivers starting out.
Now if someone would just play Pool Basketball with me for the eight seconds I have left before I burn wearing this 275 sunblock, that'd be great, thank you.
