Over the summer, I try very hard to keep my boys busy. That means one thing: sports.
My 6-year son, Joseph, just loved lacrosse camp this summer.
Each camper needed full, protective gear in order to play. I took him to the local athletic store, which was my first time there, too (Ya know that kid that no one wants on their team? That was me).
Anywhoo, we got the helmet, shoulder, knee and chest pads and special gloves. Just when I thought we were done, the guy handed me a funny looking white object with holes in it.
"What's that?" I asked.
"It's a cup" said the guy. "Trust me, he'll need it."
"But he's only SIX" I said.
Well, we bought it. What had I signed him up for?
"Ma, I can't run with this thing." said Joe.
I just didn't know what to say.
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