Tommy had a baseball game today;
My boys generally run around and play their own pretend game while Tommy is playing. Today the game was interrupted by a lost ball. . .About 15 min after the ball was lost Lucas spotted it, in the hands of a “Big Kid”
Lucas (as he peered up at this boy who was 1.5 heads taller than him): Look Kid, that’s my ball.
Kid: No it’s not, it’s mine.
Lucas: Kid, it’s like this, give it to me now and no one gets hurt.
Kid: It’s my ball.
Lucas: Does it have a “4” on it?
Lucas: Like I said, it’s my ball, kid. Give it to me.