Protection

I debated sharing this story, but came to the conclusion that it is too innocent and too funny not to write down.

If you have read any previous posts, you know that Evan is gearing up for t-ball. He's got the mitt, the practice pants, the cleats, and the balls. Now he's ready for protection. You know...protection!

Whether he needs said protection is a decision I am leaving COMPLETELY up to my husband! I could care less either way.

However, I got an enormous laugh when I walked in the room the other day and my child announced to me, "Mom, my Dad is going to get me a cup to protect my weenie and my tentacles!"

That's right. We must always protect our tentacles!