saturday june 14

today i was playing basketball when a family - a mom, grandpa, and two small children - passed by. the youngest of the group, a boy who couldn't have been more than two or maybe three years old, was thrilled by the sight of my basketball, and came running over as fast as his little legs could carry him. after engaging in a light-hearted game of keep-away for a minute, i let him have the ball. he had no interest in shooting it at the net, opting instead to toss it as high in the air as he could, which was about a foot and a half. this went on for another minute before the family went on their way, and even though none of us ever said a word to one another (it didn't seem as if they spoke english), everyone was smiling and laughing the entire time because cuteness knows no language barriers.