Carl can throw a ball! I mean, he can really chuck it!
Here's what happened:
We were all sitting outside, enjoying the sunshine in our backyard. Soren was drawing "eighteen wheelers" with his sidewalk chalk and Carl was whining about having to sit on the grass. (Ew, nature.) I was reading The Economist playing idly with a pair of small plastic balls that chime when you move them.
Hoping to cheer up Carl, I tossed one of the balls into his lap. He picked it up and over-handed it back to me.
Maybe this doesn't seem like a shocking event but I was really really surprised. I didn't think he had the coordination for anything like that and I definitely hadn't expected it to go as far as it did. It probably travelled about 2 feet, which doesn't sound like much but it's almost as far as Soren can throw stuff (and he is much further off the ground).
I passed the ball back to Carl and he threw it again, this time laughing at my exaggerated expression of shock.
Here's what happened:
We were all sitting outside, enjoying the sunshine in our backyard. Soren was drawing "eighteen wheelers" with his sidewalk chalk and Carl was whining about having to sit on the grass. (Ew, nature.) I was reading The Economist playing idly with a pair of small plastic balls that chime when you move them.
Hoping to cheer up Carl, I tossed one of the balls into his lap. He picked it up and over-handed it back to me.
Maybe this doesn't seem like a shocking event but I was really really surprised. I didn't think he had the coordination for anything like that and I definitely hadn't expected it to go as far as it did. It probably travelled about 2 feet, which doesn't sound like much but it's almost as far as Soren can throw stuff (and he is much further off the ground).
I passed the ball back to Carl and he threw it again, this time laughing at my exaggerated expression of shock.
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