Thursday, April 03, 2008

The story of the pink ball. . .

Whenever we go to Target, Bella goes crazy over the bin of balls. After saying "no" to her several times, I decided to treat her one day to one of the $2 balls. She picked the pink one and was very happy with her choice. We decided to take the ball outside to play with it.Bella and Daddy tossed it back and forth.Daddy accidentally threw it in a tree. As time went on, we noticed that the ball didn't seem as full. We thought the cold air outside may have restricted the air inside the ball. Later on, we heard air coming out and knew that there was a hole. This is our second ball casualty. We suspect the thorns from the rosebushes to be the perpetrator (they also gave me a pretty good cut on my leg). We'll have to be more careful next time.
Without a ball to play with, Bella moved on to her car, which she always enjoys.
Daddy explaining the rules of the road. I'm already envisioning a similar picture in about 14 years. Daddy loves his little girl. And, look what popped up in our yard this week! I love spring flowers!

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