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<p><head> <meta content="text/html;charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type" /> <title> Alex and I were playing baseball in the front room yesterday and we were using the soft frustration squeeze balls. I don’t know how else to describe them but they are the ones that you can squeeze in your hand when things get really bad. These particular balls actually look like baseballs so it works out pretty good and Alex is pretty convinced that these are actually baseballs.
So anyway not to go on forever, we have three of these baseballs that look almost identical. Almost being the key word here. We were playing with one ball and I picked up another one to hit to him and he got really upset and then starting yelling at me.
“No! We aren’t using that ball. We are using this ball. Put that ball away.”
He was very upset and took my “bad” ball and put it back in the basket, then he picked up the “good” ball, got in position was ready to start the game. Before he threw the ball he stopped and looked at me and pointed to me and then back to him and said:
“You and me, we are on the same team”
I just burst out laughing. Right after getting all upset with me everything was ok and we were now on the same team.
So anyway not to go on forever, we have three of these baseballs that look almost identical. Almost being the key word here. We were playing with one ball and I picked up another one to hit to him and he got really upset and then starting yelling at me.
“No! We aren’t using that ball. We are using this ball. Put that ball away.”
He was very upset and took my “bad” ball and put it back in the basket, then he picked up the “good” ball, got in position was ready to start the game. Before he threw the ball he stopped and looked at me and pointed to me and then back to him and said:
“You and me, we are on the same team”
I just burst out laughing. Right after getting all upset with me everything was ok and we were now on the same team.