At some point last year, Harper started bringing his glove to church.
Harper is 10 and can beat me at video games and Nerf gun wars. He has great taste in movies — Jurassic Park and Jurassic World are among his favorites. And I have never heard anyone laugh at Mad Libs as hard as Harper laughs at the ridiculously absurd sentences he creates with his older brother.
We finished 25 mostly frozen throws on the grass parking lot of Hope & Anchor Church.
This was the first time I played catch while sleet clicked off my glasses. And my plant foot liked to slide on the grass, too.
Overall, playing catch is a fantastically worshipful way to start a Sunday. Definitely looking forward to more Sunday catches with Harper.