Flinging a bat in the air and catching it. Christine was worried he might break his nose, or hit the dead branch directly overhead, knocking it down and killing us all. I merely shrugged. Boys will be boys.
Description: Flinging a bat in the air and catching it. Christine was worried he might break his nose, or hit the dead branch directly overhead, knocking it down and killing us all. I merely shrugged. Boys will be boys.
