Having a catch

I've never called it having a catch. That phrase was made known to me when I watched "Field of Dreams."  I've always called it playing catch. 

Anyhoo... My son has started to play catch. Or more accurately, he's learned to have a catch. Have daddy catch. He will lean over the back of the couch (his new trick), and he will hurl an object in my direction. I pick it up, hand it back, and then he giggles as he repeats the project. 

I can't begin to describe how elated this makes me. His laugh, his wanting to interact with me, his strong left arm. I'm smiling just thinking of it. I can't wait to play agin tomorrow.