a. Friday.
Soccer at 10:30. It’s so great.
i. Izzy
and I have some tremendous faceoffs; her defense is terrific.
ii. Our
team, despite looking strong initially, loses by two goals after a couple of
hard-fought quarters and a near comeback. I run a lot but my accuracy is really
rusty. By the end, I’m panting frantically, keeping up a high breath rate as
the only way of staying moving.
iii. Head
to the Coopers’ house; have some pizza; meet up with the Pyles’; play Smash
Bros until each one of us has won a game (I’m the last to do so, but play
better near the end).
iv. Move
outside for some hoops soccer—a game where we cooperate to get a soccer ball in
the basketball hoop without using our hands/arms.
v. Set
up the badminton net and play a few rounds. Then we gotta go. I take Mary to
the dog park, come back to eat dinner with the fam and the Gram(ndma). Izzy has
made delicious couscous to go with chicken piccata.
vi. Have
fun doing a bit of math with Izzy and Dad—Izzy starts asking about imaginary
numbers so I get to share some insight from complex analysis.
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