It's the beginning of Little League baseball season. That can mean only one thing. Isaac must engage in his annual ritual of donning his protective cup and only his protective cup, running a circuit through the house then whacking himself in the groin with a baseball bat and declaring, 'It works! Bring on the baseball!' Obviously, headless peeps are not the only weird traditions in this house. The boy came up with this one all on his own though.
In other news....
At Isaac's school the students are given incentive to behave and turn in their work and such by earning 'dog dollars' (a dog being the school mascot), which can then be traded in for such rewards as a homework pass or extra recess time and the like. Since he is a generally well behaved 11 year old who always does his homework he manages to earn about 10 dog dollars a week.
As we were driving home the other day he informed me that he is so excited that he got 20 dog dollars today. I asked what he did to earn that, thinking surely he had performed the heimlich maneuver on the principal or saved a lunch lady from slipping on spilt soup, or stopped a runaway schoolbus. Surely he had done something truly noteworthy and admirable in every way.
He proudly announced he'd won it in a poker game. During lunch he and 'the guys' have been playing poker with dog dollars and he cleaned their clocks today. You know...because Brucie can't bluff, and Jake can't bet.
26 comments:
...at least the wager didn't include his protective cup....or a bat.....I mean, hey, it was just a friendly-lunch-time-no-broken-knees-necessary card game....right?
Too much Texas Hold-Em,
on ESPN!!....G xoxox
Go Isaac, you ROCK!!!
:)
priceless...absolutely priceless
Now that's a lesson in school that'll take you FAR!
Way to go Isaac!
it's only Wed, the 11...did I miss something? I was away for 2 weeks.
oh boy, he's definitely one of yours.lmao
I thought I was in the twilight zone when I looked up and saw it was posted on Friday.
Oh jeez..baseball! That pale imitation of cricket...
Remind me to never play poker with Issac.
apj, as far as i know no kneecaps were broken during the playing of poker
g-man, i can understand the fun of playing poker but i don't get wanting to watch it on tv
tl, he does a mother proud...*sniff
phain, well...worth 20 dog dollars at least, hehe
margee, we're gonna get him in a real game so he can fatten up his college fund.
jodes, no it's me. 'm on drugs
tc, whatever do you mean??? lol. date fixed now
hypersonic, at least baseball doesn't require lunch and tea breaks:P
Heimlich on the teacher...nope Poker! That is awesome! Never a dull moment in your house!
At least he didn't win them in a drinking contest.
Have I mentioned I love your kids?
Although I don't know that our kids should ever, ever meet.
That might be more than anyone could handle.
bwuwhahhahahaha! Our next generation Las Vegas Texas Hold'em Champs, eh??
Hey, atleast he won them fair and square, right? Momma didn't raise no hussler.
Ha! That's awesome, he's one helluva guy!
My nephew is GREAT in softball, the kid can really hit the ball hard.
Isaac is really observant and you might always wonder: where do they get it from? LoL
Hee hee - the desire to clean-up your friends starts early!
Well they say an apple never falls far from the tree. It looks like the same is true for limes. lol!
Aren't kids great.
LMAO at the cup comment! That is a priceless picture.
I guess times have changed. We never wore those when we played baseball.
silly girl - happy hnt early!!!!!
ameratis, never!
diesel, you got that right!
logo, the thought is terrifying
damasta, far as he tells me it was fair
bs, that he is!
myutopia, good for him!:)
renny, i can't imagine ;)
kamryn, um...yeah,lol
cathy, LOL good one
signgurl, it is a hilarious sight, to be sure
gary, you're brave
jodes, and to you too ;)
Your kids are SO YOUR kids :)
You know, I like to spend some time running around the house wearing only a nut cup. In fact, now that I'm the parent of a two-year-old, I consider one a necessity.
What a great kid! Must be tons of fun around your house.
...so like when I was a kid, when we'd get bored, my sister would dig out my father's swimming jock-strap put the pouch over the dogs nose, the leg straps around the dogs ears, and then we'd laugh like anything watching the dog trying to get it off her nose while sneezing...
somehow Dad never thought it was funny...
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