Saturday morning, Noah and I went on a morning jog. Dave joined in, giving Noah some competition. The two went to the backyard to do some bullpen work while I went through our old ab workout. If Zeke was here, he'd be proud at us for putting in extra work on our day off. Out of season too.
Kyle woke up late, but was quick to join in on the workout. He warmed himself up with a short run and some more elaborate stretching before pulling me into playing catch with him. Once he was ready, Dave willingly got off the fake mound and let him throw some pitches to Noah.
Dave waved at me. "Let's go in and prepare lunch."
I followed obediently despite not knowing how I could even help him. With Mom and Dad working most weekends, we were left on our own for lunches. Dave really did the most out of all of us. Whether that's from Zeke's talk a couple months ago or from the fact that he ate the most, it's hard to tell.
