Stuck, Seriously Stuck

Yesterday Dr. Peds was playing ball in the front yard with Mr. Perpetual Mess. He kicked the ball, and it soared up into one of our very aged pine trees and stayed there. He retrieved a second ball and threw it up in the tree to knock down the first ball. It also stayed in the tree. And so did the third ball. He got a rope and threw it up in the tree, and that stayed too, for a long time until he managed to untangle it and pull it down. Eventually our nice neighbor across the street came over with a basketball his college-aged son had left in his garage, and between the neighbor and my husband, they managed to knock all of spheres from their captivity.

While all this was going on, Ms. Crazy Preschooler found a stick and was using it as a microphone to announce the events play by play to the neighborhood in the loudest voice possible. She was pretending to be a news anchor. (I’m not even sure where she would have seen TV news? Maybe at Grandma’s house?)