My boys are headed to football camp this week. Their enthusiasm was a little touch and go until I reminded them that camp would help them get better, improve their game and contribute as much as possible to their team.
We went to the beach today and then we raced to Sports Authority to get a helmet for my 9yo. The league actually provides helmets as part of the signup fee but last year the helmets were so small I thought my son's ears were going to come off every time he took it off.
Camp starts at 8:30 so when we got home we had both boys pack up their gear. "Don't forget water!" I yelled down the stairs. A few minutes later my son yelled up, "MOM! Where's my cup."
"It's in the cooler!" I yelled back.
"The cooler?" he asked.
"Yeah, out on the front steps." I called down. "I haven't unpacked from the beach yet."
He turned and headed for the door.
My husband stopped him. "Where are you going?"
My husband told me that my son looked at him with the most confused expression he had ever seen and said, "Mom said my cup is in the cooler."
My husband fell over laughing.
"I think mom meant your WATER CUP." he told my son.
The confusion disappeared.
We spent the next 20 minutes looking for my son's athletic supporter. I found it in his closet - where he NEVER would have looked.
Then he chased me around the house with it, because EW.