Who are you?
May 10th, 2007 by Tana
Last night Steve mowed the yard, and when he was finished, Ben wanted him to play with the ball and bat a little. Steve will toss the ball in the air and hit it and then Ben will laugh and run get the ball. Sometimes Ben will throw the ball into one of our pine trees (the branches go way down to the ground) just to see Daddy fish it out with the bat. Oh my!
Anyway, yesterday evening while they were doing this, Steve asked Ben if he was a baseball player.
“No,” said Ben.
“Are you a football player?”
“No.”
“Are you a basketball player?”
“No.”
“Are you a piano player like Mommy?”
“No.”
“Then what are you?”
“I’m a sandbox player.”
You got that right, Ben!
Another big chuckle. This boy thinks on his feet. Thanks for the ‘post’. Love it.