Yeah. You and Your Father, Kid.
"Mommy. I don't want to play kick ball. Let's play titty ball."
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"Mommy. I don't want to play kick ball. Let's play titty ball."
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That sounds like an interesting game. I may want to play too.
Posted by: Queen of Shake Shake | November 05, 2007 at 09:20 AM
oooooooooooo....
Posted by: bitsy parker | November 04, 2007 at 05:33 PM
But what if your titties are no longer balls but rather droopy nets?
Posted by: BOSSY | November 04, 2007 at 10:48 AM
As long as she didn't hear that from your FIL...
Posted by: Mom101 | November 04, 2007 at 12:06 AM
Funny...where did she come up with that? Also, I did the survey, but I can't find a link to your email!
Posted by: Miss Valerie Jean | November 03, 2007 at 08:44 PM
I would think titty ball would leave bruises.
Posted by: witchypoo | November 03, 2007 at 05:56 PM
OMG, I posted about tats today too!
Posted by: karen | November 03, 2007 at 04:49 PM
What is the object of titty ball - and are there rules?
Posted by: Manic Mommy | November 03, 2007 at 03:36 PM
Best laugh I've had in weeks--and in such a small package. Thanks.
Posted by: Jonah Lisa | November 03, 2007 at 01:59 PM
LMAO! When I got out of the shower this morning my 2 year old son was looking for my willy -- he was running all around me saying, "Girls don't have willy's... Mommy? Do you have a willy?"
I could tell he was trying frantically to figure out how I peed!
Posted by: Mimipz5wjj | November 03, 2007 at 12:47 PM