Monday, March 23, 2009

Shake and Bake, Baby!

Spent all weekend at one ball park or another. Bo had a tournament all weekend and Briar had a game Saturday night. Bo's team finished runner up in the tournament. We stopped to eat dinner on the way home, and Bo, sitting there looking at his "runner up" medal, looked up and says:

Bo: Mom, we got last.

Me: No, Bo! You guys got second!

~Long pause as he looks out of the top of his eyes and grins~

Bo: But Mom, Ricky Bobby sayzzzzzzzz...

And you know the rest of the story...

4 comments:

Missy said...

OUCH, that hurts buddy! I hate that for him. That right there is why I'm no kinda good at team sports. Leave it on my shoulders and I'm OK but if I give it my best and my best isn't good enough that's one thing. If I give it my best and my teammates fail me, that's another.

I would so totally suck at that conversation with him. Best of luck.

The Tri Runner said...

awww, if my daughter said that it would be hard not to laugh.

i hate that his team didn't win, but cute story.

kmholt7 said...

Sounds like a great weekend with your boys!

Eric said...

Just tell Bo to "pray to the baby Jesus" for 1st place next time :-)