Schuyler
After the meal, Levi declares, “It's time for the presents!"
“Is it customary to give gifts at a welcome home party?" I inquire.
“It's also a welcome to the family party," Clint reminds me. “We have to have presents for our little guy, Tyler."
Tyler claps, a giant smile on his face.
“This is from Uncle Levi," Calvin reads before handing the box to his son.
Tyler digs in, rapidly removing the blue wrapping paper with large, yellow bulldozers on it. “It's a football!"
Instinctively, I look toward Lyndon, worried the noise might startle her. She's too busy drinking from the bottle Uncle Clint holds for her to notice any of the ruckus.
“Your uncles love to play catch and flag football," Mom brags.
“This way, we don't have to bring one. You'll always have one here for us to pl
