I haven't been much of a blogger lately, but a certain conversation between my two boys was just screaming to be posted! Backyard baseball has been a common summer occurance around here, with each boy making up his own team name. Lately, they have been getting more and more creative with their team names, with titles such as "Colorado Crushers," "Parker Lightning," and "The Racecars." Yesterday Ty and McKay were playing baseball together in the backyard again, and I overheard this:
McKay: "Today my team is going to be the Colorado Strippers."
McKay: "Yeah, it is. It really is. That's a good team."
Me: "No, I don't think that's a very good team name. Maybe something else?" (I put forth several suggestions.)
McKay: "Nope. Colorado Strippers. That's the one. Write it, Ty."
Ty: (Making a paper scorboard) "Mom, I'm going to write it. McKay gets to choose his own team name, and he wants to be the Colorado Strippers, so I'm going to write it. How do you spell 'strippers?'"
Me: "Wait, guys, seriously, you can't be the Strippers. I promise you, it's NOT a good team name!"
McKay, exasperated: "Yes it is!"
Me; "Do you guys know what a stripper is? It's someone who takes their clothes off in front of others."
Ty: "Well that doesn't sound very modest at all! McKay, let's think of a new name."
McKay: "But I like the strippers! Well, ok, I guess I can be the Colorado Thunders."
I am SO not sure where he came up with that one, but I was DYING!!
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