Casey and Company played a waiting game today with continuous rain dictating the extent of our aerobics. As usual our boy was perfectly comfortable staying put, warm and dry, until a brief afternoon break let us squeeze in a sloppy, high-twitch, wind-churned Frisbee toss. Now, toweled off and close by the crackling syncopation of the free-standing stove, the kid is likely working on a much drier spring dreamscape.
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