I have been feeling pretty icky this weekend so the plan for today was to pretty much just lay low. I have been doing a great job at just that, staying in pj's and holding down the couch. Then, I hear this hollering and non-stop giggling coming from Laytons bedroom.
I walk in to find the boys having a serious game of NERF basketball.
Of course then, I had to stay and watch - the entire time thinking to myself: it's things like this, that he is really going to remember when he is older. The simple times, spent playing with his dad.
Is this the Christmas gift I got Layton? (this is David BTW)
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