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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...

Comments

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.
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
Yes...boys and balls...they do go together don't they?
Roddy said…
One question. What is a baoding ball?
Roddy said…
Doesn't matter. I just found out that I have a set here. Never knew their name though. Do now.
anthonynorth said…
I've raised 5 sons. Say no more ;-)
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
Tom said…
yes they do..and so does my pup...loves those balls!
painballs, kickballs...
wow,
you are funny indeed.
Roy said…
Heh, heh! I guess you have brass or steel table lamps rather than china ones in your house.
Betsy Brock said…
I'd have to vote for basketball...my favorite for sure!
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?
RA said…
Aha! I can add to your list the Finnish word for ball: Pallo. :)

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