Today I’m excited to welcome a guest post from Heather at When The Kids Are Bored. Get ready to smile!
Hey there! I’m Heather. A southern mama recently transplanted into a union state. I have two little ones that keep me busy and when I’m not changing diapers or helping to slay dragons I am blogging. When The Kids Are Bored was created to help mama’s like me come up with fun and creative activities to keep the kids busy and keep us sane! Enjoy!
I call this story “The Great Bambino”.
We have a future baseball player on our hands. Seriously. My little man is obsessed with baseball. Most mornings he wakes me up asking, “Mommy, play baseball outside?!” and for his third birthday he asked for a baseball cake. Most days we are fighting over not wearing that same baseball shirt AGAIN. Like I said, this kid is obsessed.
It all started with a movie. My husband decided we should buy The Sandlot while we were shopping one day. It’s a great movie that we both grew up with but I wasn’t sure about our almost three year old watching it. It has a lot of adult undertones and language in it. But the hubby wanted to watch it with his son and I figured little man wouldn’t be interested anyway. He normally doesn’t watch anything that isn’t a cartoon and has at least one musical number.
Boy was I wrong! He loved it. He thought it was the coolest, funniest thing he’d ever seen. Soon, he was asking to watch it every day and he started applying the movie to real life. He wanted to “run like Benny, mommy!” and every dog he saw was “the big doggy” from the junk yard. And oh my gosh, if you didn’t hit the bat on the ground at least three times before you hit the ball, he had a cow! He even started pretending to throw up like the kids do on the movie when they are on the carnival ride. It was bad.
I was a little worried about his obsession with this movie but he loved it so much and everyone thought it was just the cutest thing in the world so I decided to just go with it. Then it happened. He started quoting the movie. One Saturday morning we were all watching it when it happened. There is a scene in The Sandlot where “Benny,” a ten year old future bigger leaguer, hops over the fence of the junk yard to get a baseball they had lost that was signed by Babe Ruth. On the other side of the fence is a huge St. Bernard that they fearfully refer to as “The Beast.” When Benny grabs the ball and jumps back to their side of the fence the dog jumps over too and proceeds to run after him. Upon seeing the dog, Benny yells, “Oh Shit!” and takes off running through town.
You can guess what happened.
My sweet little boy exclaimed, “Oh Shit!” right along with Benny. Then he proceeded to get up and run all over the house from “the big doggy.” I was mortified. My inner mama was smacking her hand saying, “Bad mama, bad!” My outer mama was trying to decide what to do. My husband was of course laughing.
We decided to let it go. As long as he wasn’t applying these new found words to real life we didn’t want to draw attention to them. Does he still watch The Sandlot? Yep. I can’t take that away from him. Am I a bad mama for doing so, maybe. Oh well!
Thanks for sharing, Heather!
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