We played team tennis. Water balloons and bed sheets replaced tennis balls and rackets.
At the end of the game, while the winning team celebrated with a victory huddle, one of our interns beaned them with a water balloon. We were all rolling.
Meanwhile, the Chica was kicking it with her padre over on the playground.
It was her first experience in a bucket swing.
Is it just me, or does she seem a little nervous?
Such a stoic soul.
The jury's still out on whether or not she liked it.
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