When we drove in the garage tonight after Ben's last t-ball game, the following conversation took place:
Ben: It's a happy day and a sad day.
Me: Why is it a sad day?
Ben: Because I don't have no more t-ball games.
Me: Why is it a happy day?
Ben: Because I got everything I wanted (he had been talking about getting a game ball, getting a trophy, and getting a cupcake for his team party).
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