Any kind of game with a ball and he is all about it. (This will make my brother very happy). He even invents his own games with cups and buckets or even arms to make a "basetballhoop". We make an effort to play a ball game with him every day because if we don't he will finally ask in the saddest 2-year-old high pitched boy voice you have ever heard, "Mommy, will you play baseball wis me?"
It guarantees us a happy boy.
And Tetley gets so excited that we have come out to play he gets in on the action.
Which Eli can deal with just fine. But if this one wants a turn...
Then we get this.
Which, close up, looks like this:
Until it is his turn again, and all is right with the world.
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