Well I never!
Sometimes we should just take a step back and listen to ourselves, as other people hear us:-
He holds one each hand, when I catch him near the washing up bowl.
“Don’t put your balls in the water dear they’ll rust!â€
“But dey are be dirty.â€
“We can wipe them clean, just don’t dunk them in the sink.â€
“Rust! Rust? What is it be ‘rust’?â€
“Oxidization…..um…..rusty….orangey red coloured, because they’re made with metal, er steel.â€
“No……my balls are be made of plastic.â€
“They have a steel hinge. That’s what allows you to open them and snap them shut again.â€
“Dis fing here?â€
“That’s right. One side has the button, the other side has a hinge.â€
“Oh dat is bad for balls.â€
“It is indeed. If you get them wet they’ll seize shut and you’ll never be able to open them again. Then where would we be?â€
Now wouldn’t that be a tragedy. Save us from ourselves!
This is why children need emancipation.









August 21st, 2008 at 10:54 pm
Pokey balls..I hate when my kids hide their vegetables in them.
August 22nd, 2008 at 12:01 am
Yes, we want to make sure our balls don’t get rusty!
August 22nd, 2008 at 3:34 am
Well, *my* balls are be made of brass!
Or something like that…
August 22nd, 2008 at 5:22 am
What I hate is when my boys throw their balls at me. Why can’t they keep their balls to themselves?
August 22nd, 2008 at 5:30 am
Oh, to be a fly on your wall…
August 22nd, 2008 at 5:59 am
HAHAHA!!! I often catch myself telling the boys no for a reason that makes little sense. My boys must think I’m crazy!
August 22nd, 2008 at 6:55 am
This cries out for comment, but I’m not going to say it…
August 22nd, 2008 at 7:13 am
Not that the irony was lost on me at all, but…I knew they would be Pokeballs! Yay! Where do you get those? They would be awesome for out Halloween costumes!
August 22nd, 2008 at 7:45 am
giggles
August 22nd, 2008 at 8:12 am
LMAO!!!
You. Are. Killing. Me.
Love,
Suzy
August 22nd, 2008 at 8:37 am
I’ve banned poke-everydamnthing at our house. Obsessive-compulsive boys can have their lives taken over by that pulp.
Good to see you’re teaching the little guy proper care of his though….
BTW, I stopped by last week when you mentioned an award, but can’t find it. Didn’t want you to think I wasn’t paying attention.
August 22nd, 2008 at 10:47 am
sweaty balls are the worst of all…
August 22nd, 2008 at 10:56 am
Poke-hygiene at its best!
I wish I could ban yu-gi-OH. Pokemon is under control, but Thomas the damn tank engine and yu-gi-OH have about wrested control of the entire place.
August 22nd, 2008 at 11:52 am
Proper care of one’s balls is important!
August 22nd, 2008 at 2:42 pm
The conversations we never thought we’d have.
August 22nd, 2008 at 4:43 pm
I love when I get to talking in circles like that! Gah!
August 22nd, 2008 at 5:23 pm
rusty balls would indeed be a terrible predicament!
August 22nd, 2008 at 5:39 pm
oh dear! lol
August 22nd, 2008 at 5:59 pm
LOL
I’ll have to tell The Spouse he has rusty balls now…
August 22nd, 2008 at 6:53 pm
Thanks for coming by my blogspot. You said you were a newbie. I’m and oldie and I got wrinkles…
This is my first visit here, I think, and I love your posts. You are very funny. I will be back!