Pink Balls
So yesterday there is no school, so all the teachers can hunker down and grade the state exams that were all the rage last week. The younger son has a friend over, and at one point asks if we can hit the frozen yogurt store in town, so off we go. 22 bucks later, we have our cups and are sitting outside. A few feet away by the curb lays a pink tennis ball, and younger starts to get up and retrieve it. I tell him if you want to see pink balls up close, look at yourself naked in the bathroom mirror. Big laughs.