For the love of balls...

We knew from the moment Keller could walk and talk that he was going to be all about sports. He loved balls of any kind...football, basketball, soccer ball, golf ball, kick ball, plastic ball, bubble gum machine balls, and anything that resembled a ball was a ball even if it really wasn't meant to be a ball; including decorations around our home. Anytime he was awake, he had to have a ball in at least one hand at all times. Not much as changed until recently when his obsession of balls turned into this...

sleeping w/balls.

One night last week, Tony put Keller to bed w/nothing in there but the bed linens and a pillow. Neither of us ever heard him get back up; but ,when I went back later to open his door before going to bed, this is what I saw.

Sometime b/w the hours of 8 and 10, he had very quietly snuck into the playroom and carried back as many balls as he could find. What can I say, the boy needed some company in bed and decided balls were much more fun than stuffed animals.

For the love of balls, he was sound asleep and probably dreaming of a sporting event with the flash of my camera as the stadium lights!

Keller Bug, Keller Bug-you never fail to send us to bed w/a tickle in our hearts and a smile on our face. Whether it be finding you w/balls in your bed, listening to your many reasons for getting out of bed, secretly hearing the conversations you carry on w/yourself or laughing at your funny night time jokes, we can always count on you to end our night on a good note. You have the most hilarious personality and we are so thankful you fill the role as the family comedian!