It took two and a half months, but we finally gave John his birthday present! Just in time, too. I almost opened it up and started to read the rules.
Shane was excited to see John. He followed everywhere he went.
John went upstairs; Shane went upstairs.
Shane found plenty to play with while John and I grabbed gear to go outside. He loved John's Nerf magazines. He never saw (or needed to see) the guns.
The air pump was the next big hit. We pumped up a football.
John's house is a short walk from a rec center. Perfect for a Shane visit. Too bad it was in the 90s, The field house was a furnace.
We were there for the tennis, though.
John overestimated Shane's ability to focus. I saw it coming and pulled out the camera!
Shane decided he was done with tennis after a few misses. He got mad and tried to run off but couldn't figure out the gate latch. He watched John and I bat the ball around for a little bit before we detoured to the playground.
We returned to John's house for air-conditioning. I let Shane hop on the Kindle and play some Sonic to cool down. John and I had to help him out.
We would have loved to stay longer, but we had another stop on our to-do list. Next time, I hope John and I will play a round of Memoir '44 to see how it works.
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