THE BALL FALLS

On Saturday afternoon my kids were tired of being in the house and ready to get out and play since we have all been sick for a week. I was still in bed sick and Brian was fixing the tile in my shower. He took the week off to do all of my honey-do projects that have been on hold since we moved in 2 1/2 years ago as an anniversary present (too bad he got sick too). So we told the kids to play outside and stay close by. The next thing I know, Brian is running out of the house saying " O' Crap He broke their glass table." Apparently the kids were playing at our neighbors and Seth had his baseball and mitt playing catch by himself and missed the ball. It landed smack in the middle of their glass table and it shattered. Seth came running home saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry", Brian told him it was ok and that accidents happen. When they went back to apologize Seth got scared and ran to hide under our deck. Brian told him that when he was a kid he broke a window and ran and got in more trouble for that than for breaking the window.
When he did apologize our sweet neighbors the Montgomery's said that accidents happen and what's more American than Boys and Balls!!
Seth got to clean up the glass with the shop vac and he though that was the greatest thing ever, maybe the next time he gets board I'll just tell him to go vacuum.