Tuesday, March 22, 2016

The Invitation to the Ball I Couldn't Resist

It was a lazy Sunday.  The bear was jumping all over the place.  He'd finished his homework and was anxious to do something outside.  I on the other hand was tired.  I'd had a poor night's sleep, I had worked out in the morning, and I was cranky and tired.  My wife was napping in our room, I was out on the couch.

"Let's go outside and play ball!"  he says.

"I need to take a nap" says I.

"I don't." he says.  That's the problem with 7 year olds-- they don't understand the joy of napping in the afternoon.

"Afterwards?" he asks hopefully.

"Sure," says I.  "Now go read."  And then I drifted off into slumberland.

About 14 minutes later, my reverie is disturbed by an excited bear.  "Is it time?  Is it time?"

"Not yet," says I.

"Awwww.. come on!" says he.

I don't really want to go, it's cold out there, and it's warm in here, besides, I am on the couch.

"Give me 20 more minutes," I say.

10 minutes later, "I have the ball!"

2 minutes after that, "I have your glove!"

1 minutes, after that, "Dad, are we EVER going to go?"

I stall him.  At this point I don't want to go.
"Well, you haven't properly invited me to go."

Immediately he says in his most polite imitation of a butler, "Would you please go to play ball with me?"

"I need it written down."

He says Ok, and comes back about 10 minutes later with this:

When you get invited like this, it's really hard to say no.  So I put on my shoes, bundled up with my gloves (and baseball glove) and we walked outside for a delightful (but cold) game of catch.

It was better than a nap!

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