Somebody likes to go discing
Yesterday it finally got nice enough to go discing. It was probably the longest I had gone between disc golf trips in over 10 years, and for Brock it was the longest discing break of his entire life. Boy was he happy to get back out there.
Of course, once he realized that he was just going to be sitting in his stroller for a couple hours while we had all the fun, he got slightly less agreeable. Still, it was so much better than being couped up at home, and we are all anxiously awaiting the next warm weekend.
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