Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Tennis balls, exhaust pipes... Oh no!
Will and I were getting ready to leave to run errands today. John and the other two boys were already out running some errands. I went back in the house to get a bag and when I came back to the garage Will told me that he had put a tennis ball in the exhaust pipe. Well, he didn't use those exact words and I can't remember exactly what he said, but he showed me the pipe... and sure enough, there was a tennis ball lodged down deep in the pipe. I couldn't get John on the phone, so I called my Dad. Yep, he assured me that it could be bad news to drive my car with that tennis ball in there. Dad gave me some good advice and I did eventually get the tennis ball out with a long screwdriver. Ahhhh. After the "danger" had passed, Dad was all chuckles. I'm sure it is funny when it is happening to me, but I know that secretly Dad is worried about Will getting near his vehicles! :) haha Now, what do you do with a child who is constantly finding inventive ways to create havoc?! It means he's really intelligent, right? :) I have no doubt that he is a smart kid and extremely ornery, too. I just hope I can survive his toddlerhood!!