My First Game of Ball

Mom and I are a bit under the weather today. She says I'm a tough guy like Dad because I don't complain. Mom on the other hand is begging off cooking dinner because she has a sore throat. She's a bit wimpy but I can't complain, because I think we have spent a lot of time together in the middle of the night recently.

However she was up to a game of ball today. I rolled her my ball and she rolled it back. I thought that was pretty fun and so I did it again. And so did she. And so on. I can hardly wait until Dad gets home to play with too.