My son cannot wait for the end of February. To say the least, it has been a bad month for him. He started the month with a broken arm. (See post from Feb. 4.) This past Sunday, he was down the street playing with some of the neighborhood kids. The two boys were hitting a ball with tennis racquets. They both swung at the ball, but my son's face got in the way. He now has a beauty of a shiner. When will March come?
My son is playing flag football this year for the first time. Last night he had a game. Wow. It's funny to watch a bunch of seven year olds play football. It is like watching a bunch of uncaged hamsters running around on the field. Football is a rather complicated game to play, which makes it all the more hilarious to watch the game. Afterwards, I asked him if they won. His reply was, "I don't know." He did have fun.
Art Linkletter used to have a television show called "Kids Say the Darnedest Things." Linkletter would interview children who would (as kids often do) say something so off-the-wall and funny.
Yesterday I spent several hours pushing our lawn mower. After that was done, I was wiped out. I exclaimed, "My legs feel like Jello-O." To which my seven-year-old son replied, "My legs feel like applesauce."
A few weeks ago, my son was preparing to go summer church camp. I told him that he would be in the woods and have to walk through the woods. To this he said, "Will I need a gun to shoot the deer?"
If you want a good laugh, my son will be the next "Last Comic Standing."
