Rubber Ball Story
I took my kids to The Bounce last week. They have the inflatable bouncy houses, mazes, slides, etc. etc. They also have $1 rubber bouncy balls that are a little smaller than a basketball. I’m not exactly sure why they have these? Maybe for the younger kids that can’t climb up the very high stairs to the slide?
Anyway, there was a little boy (maybe 4 or 5 years old) holding one of these balls and then he came up to me and said, “Can I please have your ball?” He was looking directly at my stomach, as if I was hiding one of those bouncy balls! I told him, “Sweetheart, I don’t have a ball.” He kept looking at my stomach, like I was being mean to him and trying to keep the ball away from him!
To be fair, I do get his point, I mean, it does look like I am hiding a very large globe under my shirt. And, if I could have given him my “ball”, I would have gladly taken it out for him! Just kidding. For my Halloween costume, I really thought about writing “Pumpkin Smuggler” on a very large shirt. That was before someone alerted me to the fact that I’m not a very good smuggler.
Take a look for yourself.
I guess it’s not all that bad.
Belly pic – 34 weeks
4 comments November 7th, 2008