I was vacuuming the kitchen and turned around to find this... I had moved the chairs from around the kitchen table, so Evan took advantage of exploring places he usually can't get to.

So our evening plan was to make a quick run to the mall and then head to the park, hence the tennis ball. Well, we never made it to the park, but Evan had fun throwing this and a football ("bootball" pronounced like football with a "b") around the car.
This is how we ended up getting our wiggles out tonight. The anticipation is almost better than the real thing:
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