What a Life!

Ben goes through these stages, as every child does, I guess. The latest thing he’s been doing and just won’t quit?

He walks around upstairs and says, “Bounce. Bounce. Bounce-bounce-bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.” Then he dramatically falls down and sprawls out on the floor. He gets up and does it over and over and over again.

It’s terribly annoying so I’ve asked him to go downstairs. “No,” he’ll tell me. “There’s carpet down there.” (We have wood floors upstairs.)

And for the life of me, I could not figure out what it was that he was doing. But he kept doing it. Bounce-bounce. Bounce. Bounce-bounce-bounce. Dramatically fall to the floor. Get up again and repeat. What????

Then it dawned on me. Think about it. What season is it? What is the main sport on tv right now?

Basketball, of course. And if you’re four years old and you haven’t figured out yet that the object of the game is to get the ball through the hoop…well, watch a couple minutes of basketball and you’ll know what I’m talking about.

The other night I paid close attention for about thirty seconds – out of three shots attempted, after two of them, the guys making the shot fell down even though nobody was anywhere near them. Seriously. They fall down because they’re hoping someone would be close enough to them that the referee would think that person interfered. Then the referee would call a foul, and they’d get their free shots.

Yeah. They fall down even when no one is near them. What has become of that game???

Leave it to a four-year-old to give you a fresh – literal – interpretation of something you’ve seen a thousand times. Oh my!