This past weekend my littlest brother pitched for the first time. Word has it that he pitched 3 consecutive strikeouts! Go Connor. However, this word needs to be taken with a grain of salt as it comes from our mom, who as most moms do, occasionally neglect unfavorable details.
My past weekend involved getting scuba certified with Adam, Daria, and Margaux as we did our four beach dives. We now can rent scuba tanks and are _allowed_ to dive down to 60 feet. I must say that scuba is awesome, though I’d much prefer having gills to wearing ~75 pounds worth of gear. Gillyweed would be sweet too. Unfortunately it doesn’t exist… yet.