Uncle Shane is visiting and tonight we went across the street to the park to play some baseball. Once everyone was tuckered out, we sat in the bleachers and watched a baseball game for a bit. It was adult ball, something we don't see very often and something I really enjoy watching. Lukasz loves to watch baseball, too. Uncle Shane was sitting with us and I leaned over to him and said quietly (after we had commented on how massive the batter's strike zone was), "Jeez, that pitcher is tiny," and he was, compared to most of the other guys.
In the silence just before the next pitch, Lukasz piped up loudly, "Pitchee! Tinee!"
D'oh.
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