So the girls did a fair amount of ball throw. And at some point they went to the make-shift trough for water. It was iced over and the tennis ball...well, it slid...
I love this picture of Annie Oakley and Willa trying to figure out where the ball went and how can they reach it.
Of course, I came to the rescue. I have to be good for something, right?
Murphy's Day.
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