"Mom I'm tired.
I have used up my whole energy supply. I'm at the bottom.
Can you go ahead and get out my snack and I'll be done?"
My N. Wonderfully smart and dramatic. He ran to the fence in the middle of his first little league game and proclaimed himself finished. I sent him back out.
"Daaaad. Dad. How much longer?"
Dad happens to be the coach.
Positioned across the field near another little person who was sitting on the third base line, he just shook his head.
It's T-Ball time folks. Might be a long season :)
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