After Hide-And-Seek, kickball became my favorite game to play.
We didn't have enough people to make two teams, but who cares about that? Kirk and Scotty would play regardless. Maria, unfortunately, would only play when it wasn't hot.
UGH!!! So frustrating....
However, it forced me to find my favorite time of day....
Texas burns hot. It can singe your flesh and make you sweat in seconds. I didn't mind it. Maria did.
She frequently told me, "I don't sweat, I glisten."
I hated that statement. Abhorred it like any normal person abhors cooked spinach. (Maria also liked spinach.)
Thankfully, when the sun disappeared behind the pine trees the air grew cooler, the light was enough, and the lightning bugs didn't bite. This time of day was acceptable for kickball and passed Maria's test. Scotty and Kirk were always ready to play, so after supper we'd meet in my front yard.
We used the area in front of my parents' bedroom window as home, the spot where the corner of our sidewalk met the yard as first, the edge of our yard as second, and a newly planted Sweetgum tree as third. There were no outs (not yet), no winners, no losers. Just kickball.
I loved it.