It was a rather hot day and the Watson family in its entirety found themselves in what currently was serving as a backyard. It was wasn't the worst space but, for a family of their size it was not ideal. For now it would do, and for now the family would maintain what they could of it. After all, small as it was it was still useful for family home days or, in this case, hosting a small celebration. It was going to be a surprise for Techno though, so they called it 'spring cleaning' despite it being well into the summer. The boy deserved a good proper surprise.

Which is why, despite the heat, both Phil and Kristin were busying themselves with the yard work. Kristin was pulling up anything growing that either didn't look safe, alive, or particularly tamed in the small space. Phil had been originally working on picking up the dead branches or blown in trash, but was now instead attempting to fix a few loose boards in the surrounding fence that separated them from the alleyway that rounded the back and left side of their house.

Wilbur, who had been originally helping his mother, was now doing his father's former task while Techno and Tommy played. Too small to help really. Though, that didn't stop Techno from being interested in it. He had, some minutes ago now, situated himself at his mothers' side and was happily listening to her explain what she was doing.

This left Tommy to play on his own. While the child preferred the company of his family, or rather, their attention in general at any given time, he seemed content enough for now. It was his first time being out in the yard since learning how to walk fully on his own and was currently stumbling forwards quickly after kicking a large soccer ball. He and Techno had been rolling it back and forth between each other earlier, but Tommy was more than willing to play solo with it for a change.

Every time Tommy seemed to get close enough to pick the ball up his little foot would collide with it, making it punt forwards once more. It seemed to amuse him more than annoy him for the time being. His family would look up at him on occasion at his little noises of surprise or delight at the continuing 'game'. Wilbur had even redirected the ball a few times when he was close enough to do so. Tommy would flash a large smile at him when he did making it honestly more worth it to Wil than just the idea of messing with his brother.

The day was going well and it was only just barely reaching midday. Almost time for lunch and a proper break.

Stopping in his cleaning to wipe the sweat from his brow Wilbur turned to watch Tommy once more. The small boy was toddling as fast as his stumbly legs could move, the ball having come to a rested stop on a tuft of grass that honestly needed mowing.

Eager to catch up to the ball this time Tommy had his arms outstretched as he trundled along. Perhaps a bit too focused with far to little experience though as he grew closer and closer to the ball without pause. It was almost too fast for Wilbur to really comprehend as having happened. One second Tommy was rushing the ball, and the next his tiny feet were flipping in the air as he full body rolled over said ball. Tommy lay still on the ground facing the sky for almost a full second before Wilbur was busting into hysterics.

Holding his middling Wil wheezed hard and fell to his knees. Tommy still wasn't moving as he stared up at the sky, a small questioning 'huh' noise slipping out past his lips and that only made Wil laugh harder, tears pricking at his eyes.

Behind Wilbur his family stared at him with confusion.