...baseball.
He wasn't hit by a pitch.
Josiah didn't hit him with a bat.
And a ground ball didn't catch him in the nose.
The game of baseball itself was enough to make him cry.
He cried because he wanted to pitch. So we gave him a ball and told him to pitch. But that only made him cry more.
He cried because he wanted someone to throw a ball at him. So we threw a ball at him. But that only made him cry even more.
He cried because he wanted to bat. So we gave him a bat and threw pitches in his direction. But that only made him cry that much more.
So we went to the playground.
And he smiled.
11 comments:
Hahahahahaha!!!! I especially love the way you told the story! Maybe some icecream would have helped like it did his daddy?
Oh, and I also love this picture, and the way his hair looks now that it's longer!
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!!!!!!!!!!!
Some days are like that! :)
HILARIOUS!!!!! :)
hahahaha...that's too funny!! Makes you wonder why they do that. :)
Btw:I'm anonymous!:)
Heather
That is just the cutest story ever!!! Kids are just so entertaining sometimes! haha! :)
Nolan and Jill's comment interested me.........so that's why Micah acts like he does.......just like he daddy used to!! ha! Micah is just his own little man/self.........has his good days and his bad days! :-)
Now THAT is funny!!!
And I LOVED how you told the story!
Dan and Anna,
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Love, Dad
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