On Sundays, Girl-chick goes to soccer. It is a parent-and-me skills development thing five minutes away from our house and she gets to spend a whole hour
running after the ball
doing something called "bobbling" (?)
and kicking the ball.
The Tater gets to hang out with me at home to clean and cook supper if it is too hot out or if it is nice, we go too and wander the woods and trails around the soccer pitch.
Occassionally, we let her chase the ball too.