Jeremy set Kevin on his lap so that he could see better. The little boy stood rather than sat, and Jeremy gripped his waist so that he wouldn't fall off of them. The little boy had plenty of bumps and bruises though. He was a lot like his father: very active and curious. Jeremy was just surprise that he had not broken a bone yet. Knock on wood. It was good thing, though, that if he ever did, that his father was a healer. Or was going to be very soon. 

“...it’ll be dumb luck if she can spot the snitch in all this. I think she has as much of a chance as we do seeing this match.” 

"Yeah, this is horrible weather for it. But Shanley will pull through. She is determined not to lose this came." Jeremy grimaced. "I really hope they don't lose. I don't know how much she could handle it if they lost again." It would truly be a miracle for them to catch the snitch in good time. The match was probably going to be a long one because of the fog. Hopefully it would thin out a bit, though, while the game was in play. "I hope it starts soon, though. I just don't want the boys to get bored or tired or cold. " None of those would bode well for the parents.