Today I went to Pickadilly Square. It’s not the Pickadilly Square you might think you know in England, but it is the Pickadilly Square to me.
Another name for it is Four Square.
Today I reacquainted myself with this amazing, legendary sport. I soon learned that I missed it but was also reminded that I am not very good at it.
Clare and Josh decided that silly rules needed to be made up about it. Josh thought it would be a real hootinin if we had to name all the states surrounding Tennessee. Clare made us give a Michael Jackson “whooo” whenever we hit the ball.
Hopefully it will become a regular activity and shortly I will dominate all.
