| Mondays... |
Normally, we take one car and then one of us and Quinn heads toward the rink and one of us and Fiona heads toward the gym. Declan tags along with one of those groups. Then we reconvene when it's over. Or if Mike has a game, Dec and I meet Q on the bench after her lesson, help her get her skates off, and hustle over to the gym to catch the last few minutes of Bugs' class.
Everyone is happy. Except maybe Dec. He'd love to be tumbling. Or skating. Or doing anything other than being a spectator. He's happy to report that sports camp starts up next week and he can hardly wait.
Sweet gymnast
Proud skater
Little bro life ...
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