Instead we headed over to my parents' yard to swing at their small playground.
That morphed into Levi "selling" me food from his pretend restaurant. The menu choices were quite creative, many having the word "poop" in them which made him laugh and laugh and laugh. Oh the humor of boys. :-)
It's good to hang out with Levi on Friday afternoons. I rarely know ahead of time what sorts of adventures we'll have together, and while they're usually nothing out-of-the-ordinary, I treasure them all the same.
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