I am a woman. That means I have…and I don’t have…. I’ll just let his kid explain it.
Which means I have no idea what to do for Boo and Radley when they get hurt…in that area.
The other evening we grilled. Kiefer went inside for drinks, and I kept Ozzy away from the grill. Boo, Radley, and Radley’s friend played baseball in the backyard…and became America’s Funniest Video contestants.
Boo pitched; Radley’s friend made contact with ball. And the ball…it made contact with Boo’s…well…you know.
Boo: Ow! ::collapses to the ground::
Thoughtsy: Uh…I’m just gonna go get your dad. ::runs inside:: Kiefer! Boo got hit by the baseball…in a not-good place.
After that, Boo was done with baseball for the evening. Instead, he just hung out on the couch.
Thoughtsy: Soooooo…do you want some ice for that?
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “I am using that line the next time I desperately need a break from the kids: ‘Oh, snap. The door is stuck. Guess you’ll have to just go play quietly in your room until daddy gets home. Pass my latest copy of People magazine under the door.'”—UndercoverL