Bye-Bye Ball....
Audrey has or should I say "had" a Minnie Mouse beach ball. We bought it last summer and she played with it often. Yesterday our yard man came and his weed-eater got it. This didn't sit well with Miss Audrey. For a moment, I thought we were going to have a grave side service for this thing. Audrey found it in the corner of the backyard and brought it to me. She was holding it like a baby with a tear in her eye. She told me that her ball was sick and said she wasn't happy. By this time Ward had come outside and she immediately ran to him with the deflated ball. We consoled her and let her know that all would be okay. Ward lifted the top to the trash can, and Audrey gave her ball one last hug and a kiss and placed in the the trash. She then looked up at her daddy and said..."Daddy, I'm not happy, can we go get a new ball?" Without skipping a beat, her daddy said "we certainly can...we can get two."