A Boy and His Balls

NO! Not those kinds of balls! These kinds of balls:

These are all of his balls. From largest to smallest.

Our friend Bill stopped by the other evening and Stan Bear was still awake and he was riled up (that hyper/tired state) and grabbed one of his toy balls and tossed it at Bill and saying, "BAAAHHL!!!" and then ran and grabbed another ball and did the same thing...and then again with another ball. It wasn't until then that I realized how many balls he actually has. A LOT!

Here he is sitting on one while he inspects a leaf or a rock:

We were at the park the other day and he was drawn to these 3 boys and one man playing a game of soccer on the basketball courts. The man was so kind and changed the rules so that Stan Bear had to start the play each time. He wasn't on a team, per sé, but he ran around the court with them as if he was on someones team. It was nice of them and a great time for the Bear. I got some of it on video (he's the short one not kicking the ball and wandering aimlessly most of the time):

soccer from erin kawamata on Vimeo.

And here is a cute one of him kicking the ball:

kick! from erin kawamata on Vimeo.

Over Turkey Day weekend when Mike had a football game on Stan Bear would stand there and watch and clap after a play and shout, "BAAAAALLL!" while pointing at the screen.  Very funny and cute.