“Careful (Name).” Your father called approaching the tree. There were perks to having Captain America as your father.
He gave awesomely fast piggy-back rides, he taught you how to play catch and throw a Frisbee, and he could throw you far into the air before catching you. You nodded and climbed to a fairly thick branch before sitting on it.
You were now a whole 6 feet off the ground, pretty good for a 5 year old. “When is Aunt Nat and Uncle Clint coming” You asked as your (e/c) eyes sparkled. “Saturday, do you know how many days away that is if today it Thursday?” He asked amused.
You held out your fingers and started from Thursday and counted all the way to Saturday. “Two!” You squealed excitedly, flailing you little arms. You quickly lost your balance and plummeted to the ground, you screamed waiting for the hard ground to connect with you small bod