Saturday, March 19, 2011

jock straps

Today was Cameron's first baseball game.  He had made the move from T-ball to rookies and he couldn't be more excited  about it.  His game was at 3:30.  At 3:00 I was on my way to pick up the girls from a birthday party when I got a call from Dave.  "Cameron needs a cup!"  "A what?"  "you know a cup and a jock strap!"  "no I don't know but I will run to Target and see what I can find".  So off I headed to Target.  I found the needed cups in the baseball aisle.  Of course they come in more than one size.  How am I supposed to know what size.  I grabbed the smallest of the two kids sizes.  I march to the checkout counter slightly less embarrassed then when I go to buy only feminine products.  As I handed my item to the cashier all I could think was Dave would have purchased the bigger one.  I rushed to the ball field and when I handed Dave the cup I informed him that he would be taking the girls to buy their first training bra.

6 comments:

Kristin said...

Awesome!! At least he didn't wear the straps up over his shoulders like Scott.

Anonymous said...

Oh, does this bring back memories. Don't be surprised if Cameron is fascinated by it and walks around punching himself on it, just because he can! Those were the days...

nancybay said...

I am still laughing. Hold Dave to that little trip.

Anonymous said...

You are hilarious! Can't wait for the training bra post!

Anonymous said...

We will be coming to Henderson for a baseball tournament... are you near there?

Anonymous said...

LAUGHING!!! And true...I look forward to the training bra post. Promise, it will be here before you know it!