The Boy Who Loved Balls

Once upon a time there was a little boy who loved balls - nerf balls, footballs, soccer balls, baseballs, basketballs, bouncy balls, O-balls, tape balls, golf balls. If ever there was a ball in the universe (or at ANY store) the little boy wanted it. Even though his house was already so full of balls that his mom and dad had to kick them out of the way just to go to bed or pull the car into the garage. In fact, the car was already full of balls too. And sometimes when the door opened a ball rolled into the parking lot. But it was always returned by kind strangers who smiled at the boy who loved balls. The boy carried his balls everywhere. He played catch with neighbors and other parents outside the school. He rolled balls down the slide and pushed them in the baby swing at the park. He also liked to kick them into puddles. One day he kicked his ball into a really big puddle - a pond actually. He cried and cried until the wind blew just enough for his mom to fish it out with a tree branch. But most of all, the boy loved throwing balls from the jogging stroller and laughing while his mom chased after them. Yes, the little boy loved balls.

Please don't judge me by my horrible aim (Nate and Clayton are pros. I'm about on Isaac's level). This is like the most manly/commando game I've ever played - ever. But the kids think it's hilarious and it's BY FAR one of Briggy's favorite "ball" games. So thank you again to the person who gave Clayton this nerf ball shooter for his birthday - fun beyond imagination.
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