"Mom, will you throw me some short hops?"

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How many of you still get to play catch with your 18 year old son?
I have bruised hands, bruised fingertips (I don't use a mitt), and often
times he forgets I'm a girl.


 
Obviously, this is not me and no I am not anywhere on this field.   
We play in the family room.  We have broken a lot of stuff.  I will miss throwing "short hops" and the broken stuff.   

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