Once upon a time this past summer the fam was at church. As soon as church is over the family's rendezvous point is the car. Except there's one problem. It's a long walk from the RS room to the car, and my mum being a very popular lass gets nabbed by someone who wants to gab with her. So on this one Sunday mum was getting grabbed ALOT. So much that  we left 45 minutes after church had ended. She left 4 children to wait in the car with nothing to do. Naturally we had to invent our own form of amusement. We found tennis rackets and balls in the trunk and the rest is history.














I believe I won. :)

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