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‘It was Lily’s fault’ said Billy pointing at the shattered flower pot.
‘It was the football’s fault’ shouted Lily ‘because it went the wrong way when I kicked it’
Daddy cleared up the mess and found a new home for the sorry looking poppy plant.
Lily gave the football a serious talking to. ‘You must go where I kick you, do you understand?’ she said wagging her finger.
Billy giggled and shook his head.
‘Right’ said Lily, ‘let’s try again and this time, behave. One two three kick!’
There was the sound of breaking glass from Mrs Smith’s garden next door.
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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to J Hardy Carroll for the picture.
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Sounds familiar. My son was telling my grandson not to throw the ball in the family room. So, I told my grandson about his father practicing his golf swing in the family room and putting the club through the cathedral ceiling. Like father, like son – I hope not, lol.
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Brilliant Denise! I bet your grandson loved that story and even told his friends!
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Dear Keith,
Might we propose a new activity for Lily? Probably not knitting. She might put out her eye. Definitely something quieter though. Cute story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Good point about the needles (pardon the pun!) We used to play with marbles when I was a kid – far simpler! Thanks Rochelle.
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Buy the girl a yoyo. It always comes back. 😉
Another great tiny-tale, Keith.
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I don’t know, Christine. I was pretty dangerous with a yoyo. 😉
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So do boomerangs, but I think your idea sounds safer! Thanks Christine.
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I didn’t dare say “Give her a boomerang.” Neighbours’ homes would all be at risk. 🙂
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Oh yes!!
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Interesting track for this one. Had to see it coming this time, though. Great write.
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Thanks so much Bear!
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Aww, cute.
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Thank you Sadje!
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You’re welcome Keith
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Brought back childhood memories. I could never get the football to listen to me either!
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Nor me – two left feet didn’t help!
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ha! This is so funny Keith. Bit like it was HIS fault the window broke because HE ducked!! Love it.
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I wonder if Lily came up with that excuse!
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Probably!!
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I wonder how many times Lily will attempt this before she figures out what’s happening
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…until she’s told to stop by Mum and Dad I guess! Cheers Neil.
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Time for Lily to find some other way of passing the time I think. This might become expensive.
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I quite agree Sandra! I’m glad I don’t live next door.
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Sounds like the annual Charlie Brown and Lucy football kick off.
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It does a bit! Cheers Danny
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Fun story, Keith. Lily needs to find a more obedient ball 🙂
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She certainly does! Thanks Linda.
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Lily’s got the right idea. There shouldn’t be so many potted plants and glass everywhere when she’s trying to train a ball.
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Absolutely! Mum and Dad should know better!
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Girls playing football!
Jings, they’ll want the vote next…
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What is the world coming to?
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And this, children, is why you are supposed to play at the park!
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That’s right, you tell ’em Mimi!
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Fun! (if you are not a plant … or a window …) – the poor plants need helmets around these kids … 😉
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Haha, too right!
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😀
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Lily wouldn’t be Rosey’s daughter, would she?
Nice story. Keith!
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As far as I know she hasn’t got a daughter, but she’d certainly fit the bill! Thanks Penny.
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Football is definitely not for Lily. Fun story.
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Give her time, you never know!
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I was very familiar with this story form my childhood, I was an expert window smasher, no pane of glass was safe!!Cricket balls the weapon of choice!
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…even more problematical!
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She needs to practise if she wants to be a footballer – she’ll improve!
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That’s what I like to hear – think positively!
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methinks, she needs a new sport. 🙂
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…and me agrees! Cheers plaridel.
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I had to laugh at this one. Can’t fault her for having a lively spirit, even if it costs her parents a fortune 😉
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She’ll go far in life even if she does cause a little damage along the way!
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🙂
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There’s no holding back Lily. And if she perfects the art of “talking to the ball”, she’ll make it big as a pro footballer!
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England Ladies team here she comes!
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Oh oh!
Hahaha this is great! Poor kiddo.
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An actors lot…! Poor chap indeed.
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This brought a smile. My older sister was spot on in every sport she tried. I was exactly like Lily, although I never broke anything! Thank goodness.
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I bet you excelled in other area!
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I can dance like nobodies business!!!! 🙂
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Oh ouch! Those darn footballs that don’t listen. A fun and amusing story Keith, very enjoyable.
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Like most people who were once kids, I can relate. My friends and I broke our fair share of things. I like Lily talking to the ball. Nice touch. It has to be the ball’s fault, right?
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No question about it Nobbin!
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Sounds about right; the football has a mind of its own. She must be cute to pull that off!
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Oh, she is! Cheers Tannille.
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Those darn footballs. All mouth and no ears.
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I wonder how many times a team has blamed losing the match on those darn footballs!
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