Yesterday the boys went on a walk on the Bob Jones. They took the football and ran into Coach Tom from the Chiefs. Apparently Nate gunned the football over Jake’s head into a thicket of poison oak.
Jake went in, since he seems impervious to this poisonous plant, despite his delicate complexion. Nate came home and was so upset I found him hiding in the daisies. I lured him out with an outdoor chicken nugget picnic.
It was a tough day.
