Boy 1 has been in too much trouble this week to actually say too much of anything funny, so this is an old one. It's from earlier this year - April to be exact.
Preface: Boy 1's first season of T-ball. We've had several practices but this is the first scrimmage of the season. Boy 1 is playing 3rd base. A player from the
other team runs to third base.
As I look up, Boy 1 is running back into the dugout as this
other boy gets to 3rd base.
Me: Boy 1, where are you going?
Boy 1: There's someone else on third base, I don't need to be there anymore!
Good thing it was only the beginning of the season - as he apprently had much more to learn.
OBSCENITY ALERT:
This Blog is my outlet. It's where I share my thoughts and feelings. It's a place where I can vent. Not everyone thinks alike. People don't always share the same religious or political views. Some people (like me!) occasionally think in more “colorful” terms than others. Sorry, but I'm a big girl and can use cuss words and talk about not-so-mainstream stuff if I want to. If you find that sort of language offensive / shocking / annoying, you may want to stop reading now. Life as a military wife ain't always pretty. It's my life, though, so don't say I didn't warn you.
4 comments:
On the bright side? He was paying attention to the game as far as who was where...
This is hilarious. I think actually some adults I know would have said the same thing! stonefox@pobox.com
I'm with Boy 1: Why stand out on the baseball field keeping the base from flying off into outer space when you could be kicking back in the dugout with a cold root beer? Ah, well, give him time!
Ha ha ha! It's amazing to see things from their points of view. He's perceptive, that one... :o)
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