Spankball

Yesterday, while Vern was getting ready for work (he usually works from 2pm -10pm, so he's getting ready around 1pm after we have eaten our big meal). Carrie, 3, found his baseball glove, which had somehow escaped from it's hiding place under our bed. She was wearing it on her right hand and Vern informed her that she needed to put it on the other hand or she wouldn't be able to throw the ball.

Carrie tested the glove on her left hand and then returned it to her right hand. She practiced throwing her imaginary ball with her gloved right hand, and then told Vern, "Yes, I can. I can throw it and they...they... they can spank the ball."