For Easter, Benjamin came into a bit of cash and this is what he purchased. His own basketball hoop - it's adjustable from three feet to six feet. it's presently set at four feet, which means he can barely make a basket. This does not inhibit his fun in any way. (Please disregard the sad state of our backyard. We will, one day, plant the hill. Those planters will, one day, be growing tomatoes, among other things.)
Little P does like to involve the dog in his sporting endeavors.
But only briefly. Once the dog begins playing with the ball, Benjamin runs after him shouting "Mines! Mines! Mines! Stop it, Buckley! Stop it! Mines!" Mama is not quite sure what to do about these fantastic outbursts.
But the boy sure does love his dog.
