Ball

David’s favorite word is “ball.” He says it with a forceful howl: “BAAAWUHHL!” Everything spherical, oblong, or cylindrical is “ball.” Blueberries? “Ball!” Wheels? “Ball!” Eggs? “Ball!”

After my workout at the gym this morning, David crawled into the bathroom where I was changing my shirt. He craned his neck upward, got an eyeful of my five-month-pregnant belly, and shouted: “BAAAWUHHL!”

Self-esteem coach he is not.