Last night, it was one of those picturesque last-week-of-summer-vacation evenings and we were enjoying dinner on the back deck amidst blissful 78 degree sunshine. I remember breathing it all in and thinking to myself at that moment: these are the good old days. My six-year old was busy stuffing his cute little cheeks with his favorite snack - a simple cheddar cheese tortilla roll-up, when the last piece of his roll-up fell onto the deck floor. Disappointed, he looked up at me to find a mischievous twinkle in my eye. "See how far you can throw it!" I challenged him. Quickly getting over the loss of his final bite, my son picked up the tortilla roll and threw it halfway across the yard. I was impressed and excitedly exclaimed, "You throw like a girl!" He looked at me curiously, "I do?" So I replied, "Yes, you do! You were awesome. See how far that went? You throw just like your cousin, Abby!" His 13 year-old cousin has been an avid softball player for years and on occasion, my son has attended a few games to watch her play. My son, looked up at me, beaming with pride, "I do. I throw just like Abby."
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