You're Out!

While Dh and I made dinner last night, William wanted to know about foreplay in baseball. Though I've heard of some men who think watching sports on TV is foreplay (not my husband!), the age of my son required that I delve further into his question.  It seems that somewhere, he's heard that it is possible to get a four-play or four outs in a row, one more out than a triple play.  I tried to explain that after the third out, the inning was over and the fourth out would not count.  He didn't like this answer.  I, however, was happy to talk baseball rather than what initially came to mind.

Notes:
I've been away caring for my dad who just got out of the hospital.  Stay away from the salt, Dad!

Aunt Rita and Aunt Mary hatched four eggs just before I left.  They care for them together.

William has decided to sell eggs.  I plan to use this as a entrepreneurship lesson and to teach him at the same time that it is nearly impossible to make money from live animals.

It rained so much that our field is like quicksand.  The horses pick their way carefully up the hill, not running with joy like they usually do.