Nathan Loves a Ball

So the other night, Nathan insisted that he have a ball in his bed.

INSISTED!

"Ball. Ball. Ball."

I was hesitant, as any good mother would be. We go through our bedtime routine and as I put him the crib and he says "Ball. Ball. Ball."

I hand him the ball. Cover him up. Kiss him good night. Leave. Expecting to hear bouncing and "uh-oh" once he throws the ball out of his crib. I wait. I hear nothing. I go in not five minutes later to find this:



The boy really, really loves his ball!