Mini baller
I took my three-year-old to tonight’s Toronto Raptors vs. Chicago Bulls basketball game. First time either of my kids had been to a professional sports game, so it was a bit of a gamble. But she doesn’t mind noise and crowds, had watched the Raps with me on TV a few times, and has a decent crossover dribble (for a preschooler.) So she came to the Air Canada Centre, and had a hoot.
She had some interesting observations, though. Here’s a sampling:
Dad, pointing to the capacity ACC crowd of 19,800: “Have you ever been in a place with so many people?”
Child: “No. It’s even more than my pre-school!”Dad: “Who do you think will win, the Raptors or the Bulls?”
Child: “Maybe they both will win!”Child, a minute later: “I think Chris Bosh will win.”
Dad, after Bosh blocks a shot: “The Raptors stopped the Bulls from scoring!”
Child: “No, WE stopped them. Our pom-poms were louder.”Child, taking her lead from the crowd: “De-Fence! De-Fence!”
Child, a minute later: “Dad, what’s De-Fence?”Child, watching the Raptor mascot rollerblading down the stairs: “He knows how to do that because he’s a grown-up.”
Dad, watching the half-time act, Quick Change: “How do you think they change their clothes so quickly?”
Child: “Dad, that’s magic. “
Posted by: Paul Gorbould | 04-08-2007 | 11:04 PM
Posted in: Kids | Sports
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lol…Kids come up with the best answers sometimes.
You HAVE to keep these in some hard form somewhere, Paul. That’s a lot of good stuff for one outing. Kids say wonderful things all the time, but they don’t always get noticed. So bravo for noticing (how do you remember all these things?!). This weekend Tristan, in preparing for our annual Easter Brunch, set the table for a buffet by himself. He made helpful little signs such as, “Help yourself to a bun!” or, beside the champagne glasses, “Adults only! (or with permishion).”
My lanky 15-year-old doesn’t say dear, artless things anymore. But he did make humus from scratch and dipped strawberries in chocolate for the fun of it. There are compensations!
Indeed - the wife and I were reflecting on the dumb brilliance of children just yesterday. It’s like you’ve welcomed pint-sized refugees into your home who charm you with their insecure grasp of English. Clara is chockfull of them…my faves are “I willn’t” (her version of “I won’t”) and “whee-hoo”, which is her combination of “whee” (which she perfected on the swings at her beloved Purple Park in the Beaches) and “yahoo”! It’s my default exclamation bow when thinsg go unexpectedly well (someone brought donuts to the meeting? Whee-hoo!)