By Tadpole #5 (6/18/14)
My dad, mom and I were sitting on the porch one stormy night. My mom’s dog was with us. We had a blanket on us but not my dad. He protected us from the rain. We had three candles lit. We sat there for about a half hour. Then we went inside and went to bed.
By Tadpole #5 (6/19/14)
My dad and I were passing baseball one night. He was telling me how to throw the ball overhand. My dad throws the ball so hard that it left a red mark, it hurt. And I threw the ball so hard I left a red mark on his hand. And we both took a walk.