qotd

Saturday, Braden and I were leaving his parents' house and the kids were staying there. Maddie was in the wagon and Pop-pop was pulling her. He pulled her up to our car as we were getting ready to drive off. We rolled down the window to say 'bye' and Maddie began to excitedly ramble on about playing outside and the wagon and a bunch of other things we could not figure out.

In the wagon Maddie had a purple plastic kids' racketball racket and a tennis ball. Maddie picked up the tennis ball and said,
"Momma, this is my banksball."
"Oh, your baseball."
"No. My BANKSball."
"Ohhh, your BANKSball."
"Yes. THIS (picking up the racket) is my BANKS, and THIS (picking up the ball) is my BALL. See, my banksball!"