I came across this journal entry earlier today, and to be perfectly honest, I had completely forgotten about this incident! After reading it again today, the memory has come back to me as fresh as if it had happened yesterday, and I want to share it with my friends now. I think it might bring you a chuckle, especially if you know my dear mother.
If my mother is reading my Facebook page, I think she will remember this, and I hope will have a good laugh right along with the rest of us! This absolutely, really, and truly happened!
Sometime in May, 2012:
My mother was bored with being pent-up in the house. She told me that she wanted to get out, and asked me to go with her somewhere – anywhere. So we went shopping at the local Wal-Mart to buy some new shoes, pick up some kitty litter, and a water bottle for the travel cage for our two new kittens.
As we were walking through the aisles, we saw a little boy grab hold of a very large ball from one of the end caps. He lost control of the ball (it was almost as big as he was!) and the ball started to bounce towards us. As we kept walking in the direction of the ball and the little boy (and his mother, who was quite annoyed with him for having grabbed the ball in the first place and his grandmother who was just watching, quite amused) I was planning to bend down, scoop up the ball and put it back into the basket on the end cap.
Much to my surprise, my mother quickened her pace and reached the ball before me. Without saying a word, she gave the ball a little kick towards the little boy. Before anyone could react, that ball was airborne!
That ball bounced off of the top of that little boy’s head and right into his mother’s arms! I sure wished that I had a video camera rolling right then! That would have been a viral YouTube video for sure! There was dead silence for just a second, then suddenly (thankfully) all of the adults started laughing like crazy.
Then my mother cried out “I’m so sorry (amid poorly stifled peals of laughter) I didn’t mean to hit you in the head!” The boy just looked shocked; I don’t think he knew what to do!
But all of the other adults that had seen it happen just kept laughing and laughing.
As we kept walking towards the family, the mother said “I’m sure he’s fine.” As we walked past the grandmother, she looked straight at us, said “good one,” held out her hand and gave my mother a high-five! I never heard a peep out of that little boy the entire time. What a riot!