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In the fits of my giggles this afternoon, I swore that I was going to blog the incident - and so I am.
We took Aiden to a new park this afternoon that was pretty much empty of any other people. This wasn't too much of a surprise as the sky was grey and threatening to rain. We were taking a chance since we were out and about, and Aiden hadn't had free-run time yet for the day.
So there we are navigating the children's slides and stairs as best as we can with a 16 month old, when Daddy finds an abandoned tennis ball. Now before anyone beats me in the head for picking up an abandoned tennis ball and letting my child play with it - it was clean. It wasn't mangled with animal slobber or had bits and pieces of unimaginables meshed into the fuzz. It was clean and looked brand new. So we let Aiden play with it. Stone us, if you must.
Here is the great part, Aiden learned a new trick today. He learned to throw a ball. A few of you may stop and say, um - your kid's over a year old and he's only JUST learning to throw a ball? Keep in mind that a lot of the things babies will do, are by accident. If they happen to toss a ball, it could be that it was by total fluke. The real fun is watching your child think through the actions and understand what SHOULD happen. Aiden really liked it, and what got me giggling was the frozen pitcher stance he would take. He'd hold the ball in his right hand, bow from the waist forward and his right arm back - almost as if he were going to bowl the sucker. And he'd freeze with his mouth in a pucker, standing just like that for a few seconds, and then his arm would fling out. More often than not, the ball would land only a few inches away from him and in one instance it went an impressive distance BACKWARDS. He did manage a couple of good throws, and we applauded happily for him each time.
We left the tennis ball at the playground. It served its purpose well and may possibly inspire the next major league hopeful.
We took Aiden to a new park this afternoon that was pretty much empty of any other people. This wasn't too much of a surprise as the sky was grey and threatening to rain. We were taking a chance since we were out and about, and Aiden hadn't had free-run time yet for the day.
So there we are navigating the children's slides and stairs as best as we can with a 16 month old, when Daddy finds an abandoned tennis ball. Now before anyone beats me in the head for picking up an abandoned tennis ball and letting my child play with it - it was clean. It wasn't mangled with animal slobber or had bits and pieces of unimaginables meshed into the fuzz. It was clean and looked brand new. So we let Aiden play with it. Stone us, if you must.
Here is the great part, Aiden learned a new trick today. He learned to throw a ball. A few of you may stop and say, um - your kid's over a year old and he's only JUST learning to throw a ball? Keep in mind that a lot of the things babies will do, are by accident. If they happen to toss a ball, it could be that it was by total fluke. The real fun is watching your child think through the actions and understand what SHOULD happen. Aiden really liked it, and what got me giggling was the frozen pitcher stance he would take. He'd hold the ball in his right hand, bow from the waist forward and his right arm back - almost as if he were going to bowl the sucker. And he'd freeze with his mouth in a pucker, standing just like that for a few seconds, and then his arm would fling out. More often than not, the ball would land only a few inches away from him and in one instance it went an impressive distance BACKWARDS. He did manage a couple of good throws, and we applauded happily for him each time.
We left the tennis ball at the playground. It served its purpose well and may possibly inspire the next major league hopeful.