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Boys love balls. June 2010.

It's Theme Thursday and I still have two little boys. Two little boys who happen to love BALLs.

Big BALLs, little BALLs. BALLs on sticks, BALLs inside other BALLs. FootBALLs, Baoding BALLs, basketBALLs, soccerBALLs, vollyBALLs, tennis BALLs, Newton's BALLs, John BALL, bowling BALLs, golfBALLs, stress BALLs, goofBALLs, SpaceBALLs, baseBALLs, billiard BALLs, paintBALLs, kickBALLs, ping pong BALLs, softBALLs, beach BALLs, the solid interior of a sphere, NerfBALLs, rubber BALLs, eyeBALLs, clackerBALLs, pinBALLs, school BALLs, belle-of-the-BALLs, FoosBALLs, jongleur BALLs, Балі, ТОПКИ, Ben Wa BALLs, 鋼球, Kenny BALL, BALLES, गेंदों, 불알, BALL and chains; you name it, they love it.

Suffice to say, we have a lot of stuff that gets wrecked at our place...
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Brian Miller said…
haha. i have 2 boys as well...and a few broken things as well....and a few balls that did it...nice.
8 July 2010 at 10:03
ratatouille's archives said…
Hi! Kris,
I have been MIA...Nice quote, Nice post and picture of Ezra, too..That is me following you, three times on Twitter, so please don't be alarmed!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
8 July 2010 at 12:35
Jill from Killeny Glen said…
Yes...boys and balls...they do go together don't they?
8 July 2010 at 13:19
Roddy said…
One question. What is a baoding ball?
8 July 2010 at 16:47
Roddy said…
Doesn't matter. I just found out that I have a set here. Never knew their name though. Do now.
8 July 2010 at 16:49
anthonynorth said…
I've raised 5 sons. Say no more ;-)
8 July 2010 at 17:25
moondustwriter said…
Picture is precious!!!

balls and broken things go together - my six foot four (little guy) just breaks things better - lol

thanks for your visit my dear
8 July 2010 at 17:34
Tom said…
yes they do..and so does my pup...loves those balls!
9 July 2010 at 05:08
Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said…
painballs, kickballs...
wow,
you are funny indeed.
9 July 2010 at 05:12
Roy said…
Heh, heh! I guess you have brass or steel table lamps rather than china ones in your house.
9 July 2010 at 05:46
Betsy Brock said…
I'd have to vote for basketball...my favorite for sure!
9 July 2010 at 10:50
Baino said…
You have a lot of balls posting that! Add a dog and you've got a ballathon. Love the dribble pic. No salty choc balls you salty dog?
9 July 2010 at 13:26
RA said…
Aha! I can add to your list the Finnish word for ball: Pallo. :)
10 July 2010 at 03:40
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